Meenas PoemsThe regards people have for you
could be seen not in an outward show
could feel subtly in their interaction with you
not very explicit and never with a glow
seen through with intensity
the gentle talk with a shine in the eyes
the soft touch with a smile in the face
the voice cordial speaks no lies
the intention is reflected in a space
all these are proofs that they admire you
these are signs that tell us the truth.
Finding fault is his way
that has been all the days
whether it be necessary
whether it be derisive
he goes on pin pointing
with not declining
anything in the role
looking through a hole
which shows only demerits
he gives all less credits
telling that it is his right
talking 
to the face straight
making others quiver in anger
he rants out with allegations danger
that at times jumps beyond and over
causing a malicious feel and lowers
the respect one bores for him all over.
He smiles silly.
Looks empty-headed really.
Makes gestures funny.
Has a voice grumpy.
He is short.
Appears like a snort.
Tempers are at times hot.
He stands out from the lot.
He by himself is a comedy.
Respected not by anybody.
Tries to attract everybody.
Lo! he fails miserably.
Meenas Poems 