A tinge of jealousy
could not be so
it is envy found enormously
could be the foe.
He breathes with a sigh
could be a cause of inability
he smells an odour high
the stuff of developed animosity.
Why be it so? I wonder
being a man of high net worth
poses as if he lives in splendor
why this unnecessary feel of dearth?
Not able to explain his attitude
I being a target of his jaundiced eye
keep away from his latitude
vowed to talk nothing of him
as he is not worth a pie.
Meenas Poems 