Meenas PoemsGod be with you
could be a blessing
told in good spirit
could mean different
when said with anger
the same words hold
different connotations
in dissimilar intonations
that be the style of life
expressions of joy
along with the antithesis
extension of anguish
a strategic move could it be ?
It was a genial tone
bringing back memories begone.
calling little ahead of the show
the voice expressed a glow
impressing one with an invite cordial
going on with a cheer inimical
unable to find who it was
recollecting the voice not harsh
could not make out the caller
went on talking with a feeler
finally got a catchy clue
tracing the huskiness in the vocal cue
concluded it was a friend of past
who was close with me till the year last
but now living far away in a land
with a status tall and grand
still remembering me with unsurpassed love
making me rejoice with an unparalleled joy
Passion calls for attention all times.
Its craving never ceases most times.
It is never deigned as a pastime.
It conforms daintily with all times.
As passion assumes the form of duty
it surpasses all norms of beauty.
As passion becomes duty
it equips itself with scrupulous bounty.
The cry for passion is never alone.
It originates not from the forlorn.
The said cry is never a moan.
It is heard forever in the diligent tone.
Passion lingers in the area of decision.
It stands firm in times of recession.
Passion walks hand in hand with resolution.
Charting out a natural evolution.
It is back to the old place,
Back to the usual pace,
Back in the familiar space,
Back into the monotonous race.
All things have a back side,
All time has a back tide,
All levels have a back ride,
All steps have a back slide.
Going back home is a pleasant return,
Reading back is a historical learn,
Falling back is a miserable spurn,
Back to the original is never a possible turn.
A firm backing lands all in a glamorous zone,
Backing detects in all an infirm tone,
An undue backing for is precarious prone,
Backing also deletes in all an individualistic own.
Well, getting back to the prescribed text,
It is a back up of all the zest,
Restoring the faculties to the best,
Reaffirming the convictions to a test.
It is back to the regular day,
It is back to the formal say,
It is at times a strenuous slay,
But it is 
always an indefatigable way.
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