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The Place I Live.


The sun is all through

not in the day alone

find it in night all through

hiding behind a veil of darkness.

 

Experience no breeze whatsoever

it is only the sun shine all over

where to turn for solace?

finally feel lost in the race.

 

It is a breathe of hot air

the in and out being a care

breathe in  with a spasm of heat

breathe out with a lot of beat.

 

It is an early summer

none asked for it rather

it lands on its own like a fire

a ball of flames seen through the shire.

 

If it continues so then there is a catastrophe

a sure one in the nearest area  in totality

how one is going to cope up  is beyond comprehension

a sure struggle is in the offing best of reason.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Cup Of Tea.


It is a cup of tea

over which I see

a lot of history

being the cup

how it came up

so beautifully made up

comes then the saucer  below

being a lively   one in a glow

holds the cup with a bow

the tea in it so hot

poured from a pot

brewing the tea leaves in short

likewise the milk from the cow

sucked out from its blood in a flow

pure white and snow like in  hue

boiled to the temperature set

rises up like a cloud in an intersect

added with sugar  be that white too

mixed in proportions rightful

the sip turns nostalgic and wonderful

the tongue laps it all around in a mouthful

the tea invigorates the body and mind  with a heal

well, I drink my tea early in the morning  with a feel.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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You And I


The year that was

gives rise to a cause

being one of disasters many

man made mostly

blame we the nature

as if it has lost its composure.

 

Greed of man as talked by all

has brought this fall

the incidents of  the  Chennai floods

drains one’s blood

the horror still looms in the mind

a tragedy in a kind.

 

Water bodies turn overnight

become plots and site

portioned and sold as fast

buildings come up faster

not single story house as in the past

multi stories in a concrete cast.

 

Men swarm like bees  in a move

buy the apartments in  fool proof

settle with such a haste  and hurry

as if there exists nothing else to worry

live in a pigeon’s hole as most are

happily in lands very much far.

 

The land being an erstwhile estuary

has a soil clayey and  marshy

the buildings seem to crack quick

a gap which could allow a stick

the soil pulls the skyscrapers down

the dwellers start to mumble and frown.

 

Then comes the unprecedented rains

sweeping through the men against their brains

it pours day and night with such velocity

the administration  opens the catchments noiselessly

the water gushes out in such speed

devouring the land and man with such greed.

 

A hue and a cry hit the sky

the rain non stop pours without any deny

the water starved Chennai is inundated

its people cry for mercy  being devastated

the governance sits back in the seat

it is the kindred spirit that jumps out upbeat.

 

Who is to be blamed ? you and I ask

it is you and I beyond all task

you and I voted in the elections

you and I opted to buy  for reasons

you and I let go the rules ignored

you and I are squarely to be blamed.

 

Leave the year 2015  to the annals of history

Let the year 2016 be an year that could make history

Let us all take a vow to honour Nature

Let us  all respect her stature

With these resolutions let us greet 2016

the year inherent with the qualities of sweet 16.

 

I’m sharing my #TalesOf2015 with BlogAdda

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Resurrection


It is a resurrection

coming out from the dense

had been in the dark  for no reason

forced to erupt with an intense.

 

She has been always quiet

silent be the byword for her nature

warm and cordial in her trait

a genial person with characteristic features.

 

Her eyes are big and lively

deep set with a curious look

a twinge of smile  is visible mostly

respect she commands in her books.

 

I know her from her birth

been a spectator all along

born amongst siblings  who hold your breath

audacity being their  virtue  for long.

 

A  different individual she be from the crowd

many mistake her silence for pride

proud she is in her way as she never bowed

equanimity be her valour as she never took sides.

 

Hard to find such a human in this society

where deceit and conceit abound

she had to come out of her confines due to necessity

as of now she has kept her foes well in bound.

 

Gossips and rumours  loom large about her

questioning her moves physical and legal

has to keep them confidential not for her

but for her progeny who bank on her in all levels.

 

That much for the one whom I know

many turn to her for advice in the go

none stand up to her in times of  woe

she goes with a smile and keeps her profile low.