Meenas PoemsRoses hold an enticing sight
no matter where they lie
be it on the plants around
be it strewn on the ground
they captivate the eyes
no matter what be their size
the smallest winks at you
while the biggest greets you
the blush seen in the red one
overwhelms us with a fun
the rosy rose smiles coyly
stretches our imagination extensively
there is abundant peace in the yellow rose
it is a transcendental feel in pose
that be of all the roses in a song
could also be a bouquet in form.
A little away from the garden
a hill so small is there
trees in full bloom
greenery all around.
The garden is so lovely
picturesque with lush green lawn
flower beds on either side
colourfully designed
In the middle there is a pool
filled with water crystal clear
an ambience of beauty all over
neatly crafted around an aesthetic setting.
The house adds to the charm
corridors run all around
the doors open out to a courtyard
and the windows thrown open to the garden.
The people are wonderful
benign and graceful to the word
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spitality is their by word
they are beautiful beings in the world.
Not such scenario is seen elsewhere
this is an evangelical display
all in accordance to the tune
a rarity amongst the disarray.
The dark Knight
wearing shield shining very bright
proposed chivalrous sight.
Living on a tree
looking from high
see the world down
with men going up and down
know not where they
go
as there is always a thoroughfare
I see with awe
at the frenzy with which they walk
as is someone is behind them
chasing them with a stick
their face all seemingly worried
thinking of something that they have missed
I see all these from a height
feeling much for the human
who have lost all happiness
pursuing the mundane
The little girl is a catchy one
with beautiful eyes and lovely nose
eyes sparkling all the more with a glow
while the lovely nose gives her a profile
so elegant and regal with a dignity on the way.
Must be enchanting to see her
You might secretly wish to glance at her
but she remains exclusive all the more so
bubbling with an overwhelming enthusiasm
circling round her family and close friends.
Being kept so by her mother in total exclusiveness
fearing any evil eye would bring harm to her daughter
the little girl surpasses anybody’s idea all the more
excelling in attitude and movement with a grace
that places her in a pedestal of grandeur.
If the little one appears in public
she is sure to raise the bar
as all eyes that fall on her all the more
would find themselves hard to transfer their sight
and see some one or other mundane and ordinary.
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The sun shining bright
going up 
straight
forcing the eyes to close tight
otherwise one might lose the sight.
Meeting her in the night
under the moonlight
he fell head over heels
no words to express his feel
he gazed at her with wide eyes
won over by her elegance nice
wanted to take her in his arms
as she had an ecstatic charm.
Her hair long and shining
fell freely over her back dangling
Her eyes were wide and full of cheer
emitting expressions of grace and fear
while her lips were rosy and had fine lines
her talk was soft and full of sensible binds.
Having seen never a girl like her
he became mad in love with her
These are all his descriptions of her
His portrayal would go on for ever and ever
never for another one he would go for sure.
Having known her for long
understood her plight
as she had a struggle prolong
which she took it very light
went with it in a belong
keeping herself in corners tight
getting on with life all along
avoiding everybody’s curious sight
Live together without any fight.
Eat together without any bite.
Work together without disputed might.
That was how we were brought up right.
Living together has taken a flight.
Eating together is no more a trait.
Working together has become very tight.
That is how we are living almost right.
With the change in sight.
We get along straight
with a keen insight
That is how it goes right.
Passion takes the front seat with much pride.
Making all others slide back in a hide.
It tries to embrace all the sides
while standing up like a guide.
It forces one to strictly abide
by releasing an emotional tide.
The writing patch renders a lovely glide
allowing a smooth ride.
The wordy expressions give a beautiful insight
by decking the experiences into a garland bright.
The narrations are sometimes light.
The explanations most times reach a height.
The descriptions open out a picturesque sight.
The authenticity is never a question right.
The imagination ascends above in the wings of flight.
On the whole writing is a passion not to be taken slight.
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