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The Project


In a way it was destructive
causing a major rout
in a form very much derivative
weighing the pros and cons in a clout
it brought in much rancour
that caused a succour.

Heading towards destruction
nothing could be done to stop it
but a temporary infusion
was getting headway to shut down
the project to a close
lest it would lead to blows.

The agitation was headway
and there was turmoil
as the people were in the causeway
protesting against the induction boiling
at the injury it would set once inaugurated
creating a disturbance to peace intimidated

The upheaval spread across in speed.
the politicians were full with greed
The public were adamant in their call
willing to sacrifice their lives in the fall
the administration was desperate
but could not suppress the rising of late.

The project got dumped into hold.
The people emerged triumphant and bold
The government was fuming and fretting
as it had lost many of its backing.
The support of the people around is a musKoodankulam-Issuet
for any project to take off without test.

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A Stony Talk.


bones and nervesstones and bricksThe stones and bricks are not lifeless as they seem.
They know much more than we comprehend in a seam.
They have witnessed many a quarrel and in fight of the team.
They have enjoyed the happiness and pleasure in a gleam.

The thought brings to mind the functions of bones and nerves.
The bones give shape to the Man’s curves
The nerves sustain his laborious serves.
Both give him facilities more than he deserves.

The stones brave the wind and weather.
They withstand with a spirit dying never.
The bricks deliver a sustenance forever.
Both together propose a structural grandeur.

The loud laughter penetrates through the stones.
The tearful cries strike the bricks in a repeated hone.
Mirth knocks the doors not alone.
Sorrow crosses the porch in a subdued tone.

The stones chuckle sonorously when they are disturbed terribly.
The bricks rattle fiercely when the wind blows rudely
They cause a furore in the dim night endlessly.
They shudder mildly in the starless darkness dolefully.

Never shun the stones of a house as lifeless.
Never condemn bricks of a house as useless.
They have recorded messages countless.
They have staged dramatic episodes nevertheless