Burning The Midnight Oil

Burning the midnight oil
a famous idiom of toil
gets now altered with electricity
that is found not in cities
but in every available soil
while it is becoming a boil
ever costlier in alacrity
turning to alternative coils
that of solar and wind in gritty
while the solar is gaining loyalty
the wind has proved its credence
but none could beat the powerful semblance
released primarily by electrical power
with much ease facilitating a cover
great and wide encompassing the area
with full supply alternatedoil lamp with appropriate idea
The world is in the look out for resources
cheap and perineal almost falling on solar source
which is found in abundance but has to be streamlined
so as to enable a distribution uniform not out of line

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Switch ons and Switch offs

It is a twinkle for months together,

It works for a specific time altogether,

Twinkle does it for 3 hours in the morn.

It recedes to a hole in the post morn.

Then it comes out in the afternoon.

Again  for three hours it lights up in the noon

Back it goes down in the dusk.

Remains so almost in a husk.

Appears for an hour from thence.

Quickly disappears  from shining hence.

Surfaces again for an hour-long.

Hides itself in pitch dark for little long.

Shoots up from nowhere all at once.

Will it sustain the switch offs in a sense?

What is it all about? you may wonder.

It might be Greek or Latin to you.

Well, that is what we endure everyday.

Switch ons and switch offs of electricity through the day

Make us wriggle in scorching heat

Affect the industrial output in a beat.

Lets the children study with candles lighted.

The administration  goes about with mirth elated.

Do you want to know about the place,I am talking?

It is Tamilnadu, the southern state of India, in the awakening,

Nevertheless, they say India is shining incredibly!  all the more.

I want to bring to light this failure of electricity to the world more and more



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I Am Truly Myself.

The sky was blue and crystal clear,

The day was bright and sunny,

There was a great momentum and cheer,

Suddenly there was a change funny,

Dark clouds sauntered  idly like a bear,

The  hot sun sank  as a dummy,

Drops of water fell likely on the rear,

Subdued noises emanated from the sky’s tummy,

Blinding lightning dazzled with a tear,

 A loud  ear-splitting sound  tore the ear phony.

Off went the electricity without a glare,

Drops of water fell likely on the rear,

Subdued noises emanated from the sky’s tummy,

Blinding lightning dazzled with a tear,

 A loud  ear-splitting sound  tore the ear phony.

Off went the electricity without a glare,

 The computer lost its capacity in a  fussy,

The television stopped its activity in a tear,

All  the kitchen gadgets  halted  forsaking the gravy,

Leaving me alone to fend with my self-defensive care,

My hands skilfully aided me in my duty,

My eyes deftly led me through without a stare,

My legs strongly took me to places in reality

 Whatever may be the eventual casualty

I will be myself , truly myself ,without a flare.