A dash yonder
ends in crash.
The fall is always heavy
with the bang and a crash
with a soft slide in cases
but any fall may it be big or small
goes through a process vivid
deep and down greatly
bringing in an agony
with an anguish and fear
holding on to the query
where there could be a rise
a flight from the abyss
With the possibilities high
that there could be a start over
renders a consolation what soever
pulling up the spirits already sunk
rolling the sleeves that had rolled past
getting into the field with a renewed charge
applying efforts with a refreshing gusto
the rise could be well organised
but mind you go in a steady support
not in a hap hazard meaningless advance
there you are sure to reach the goal
The family’s going was good ,
The pride was extremely high,
The cheer was delightfully great,
Naturally, its arrogance was exorbitant.
The family made a loud show off,
A gross vanity was directly found,
A rudeness was always practised,
A total disrespect to all was shown,
Its impudence was absolutely unbearable.
Today the scenario has changed,
The progress has been stalled by their insincerity,
Their prosperity has eroded considerably,
Their prestige has been lost effectively
Still they have not realised the reality.
It is a pity to see the family ,
Facing a loss of enormous wealth
Seeing its vast properties auctioned,
Experiencing an untold misery and shame,
Still unable to accept the fault which they committed.
Examining the plight of the family straight,
Traced the folly of the person at the helm,
It was an unmindful expansion all through,
Neatly setting aside a sizeable portion for him,
Landing the business in an unprecedented debacle.
The team of husband and wife strove hard,
Built an empire by thoughtful moves,
Engaged themselves in philanthropic activities,
Handed everything to one son by love or ploy ,
Saw the whole thing crash like a pack of cards.
Favouring a part of their own family most,
Shelling out a fruitful fraction to the other part,
Taking away mercilessly what was given from one child,
Making her languish in disappointment and tears,
Caused the family to suffer immensely.
Has become a status quo,
This obsession reigns supreme.
The serious thought about health,
Has assumed a fiasco,
The deliberation extends to extreme.
Many sources lead to quick deposits,
Many tests direct to fast diagnosis ,
Many temptations look like hypnosis,
Many attempts prove to be a synopsis.,
Many strive to reach the highest axis,
Finally fall asunder in a crisis.
The rave for accumulation breezes up,
The desire to fitness fleeces up,
These circumspection cruise up,
The anticipation for the denouement mounts up,
The fever and fret bring in emotions pent-up.,
Lo!the release behests a tormenting squeeze up.
Beautifully cut and tended with care,
Where the sparrows descend in pair,
Chirping and chattering in a lovely fair.
Grass grows say some with disdain,
They know not the pleasure we gain,
Speak lowly of Nature’s fine train,
Unaware that the grass looks like a shrine.
The tired eyes see structures of concrete,
Massive and monstrous revealing a mistreat,
Sending a sensation of nauseated beat,
Signalling a direction of regretful greet.
The greenish hue amidst the concrete jungle is invisible
Stones and mortar have overwhelmed the preamble,
The artificial landscape is but a poor cousin to natural ramble,
Letting out a desolate morbidity in a shamble.
Yet grass grows in whatever space possible,
Only to be uprooted to make way for skyscrapers reliable,
Sealing the fate of the environment to a trouble,
Ensuing a crash of the equilibrium in a loud decibel