It is a shout
baseless in and out
all years throughout.
It is a shout
baseless in and out
all years throughout.
A flash strike there arose
placards and slogans came forth
the shouts went up the sky
the anger came from nowhere
the strikers marched forward
held the traffic for a time
the city turned stand still
what for is the strike?
nobody knew for true
the pedestrians joined the queue
the drivers alighted from the vehicle
up the strikers went ahead
shouting with a fury more so
their eyes all red with fire
voices turned hoarse
Go away! Go away!
cried the agitators
the police came
burst teargas
the crowd fled
it was all over
in a few minutes time
no one knew
who was the target?
None knows.
The sunshine ever so bright
always scorching right
keeps one warm and humid
renders one meek and timid
not anything to do with character
all through depends on the weather
perspiration and fatigue are a deviant
drive one far away from the event
never allows one to reach the fore
that be the destiny of us
who live in tropics in a buzz
where the population teems
the sound of life is in screams
yet we survive between the droughts
Well! it could be our stoicism stout.
Arguments with my cook
go on forever and ever
today it started off
for a simple issue of sugar
I lose my temper in the quick
spell out bitter words
while he gets worked up
and grumbles to himself
It starts in a way
when I say with anger
I gave a cup of sugar
only yesterday
he refutes quickly
with a retort sharp
saying it was day before yesterday
emphasises each and every word
that too in tone high
with a pause and a drag
infuriates me very badly
I shout at him
and he keeps on mumbling
the hour turns unpleasant
as the sugar loses its sweetness
and becomes stale and tasteless.
The protests down the lane
shouting has become profane
objections are to be raised
need not become a pursuit.
An agitation there may be in form
could be silent and firm not in storm
requiring no chaos and dilemma
the gravity should be made to be felt.
The mere anger and cries there be
could no longer bring change in the alibi
working out on a pact that strikes
and knocks the doors of the programs.
Following it up in great punctuality
executing the design with balanced itinerary
leads to a classic destination of progress
ensuing a thrive and prosperity in the sojourn
He is in delirium
with the high feverishness
might be out of a tedium
also be of an awareness.
He who has not been doing well
lately in business and relations
with hs fortunes pulling into a shell
his mind being tormented with affectations.
Knowing that men howl
when they face any onslaught
be that of failure in all
that could not be fought .
He being not the one great
subjected he be to decisions
which make him wriggle in a rate
leading him to manifold aberration
One such being anger extreme
shouting and yelling during crisis
with shattering of all his dreams
he sinks into a depression in an axis.
Recovery would be slow
as he has to train up his mind
with his pockets wholly hollow
he is seeking a new find.
A man out there
with a sonorous voice
cries foul awful with a glare
revelling in immense rejoice.
He alleges and accuses
what not and what for
tracing faults in every cause
assuring a progress not far.
He bursts out with a craze
over simple things all the more
his eyes are on a chase
knocking everything with a roar.
Never once he speaks less nor low
always on the top and high
taking the upper hand not in the go
but demanding all in a buy.
That be him in all relevance
aligning with him is not worthy
going with him is always a nuisance
as he is up with a game dirty.
There was a shout
be that of anything out
that be of nothing stout
but being of a great win out.
The noise rose high
perhaps it went up the sky
hastening the birds to fly
as they felt shy.
The sound was so deep
made everyone leap
they jumped very steep
tears coming out in a weep.
The crowd getting jittery
they started behaving quirky
there arose a tension jerky
creating a chaos and turning murky.
The win was a fabulous one
with an impressive run
where one could see a lot of fun
ending up with friendly shots from the gun.
Harping on this particular day
I am almost in the center of the play
as the trend all the way
calls for a celebration in the sway
I, unable to get along in the fray
pull back from the gay
that goes along with the day
which was not found before in my country
but came into force with the British
coming into my land with a wish
and an intention to do trade
they did great transactions
took control of the land in course
left after much effort and struggle
by my countrymen and leaders
with a bag full of riches
a plunder so to say
leaving behind a practice
alien to this ancient country
that being an expression of joy
with a pomp and splendour
not known to my people
who lived an austere life
adhering to rituals and rites
chanting mantras and slokas
a tradition going beyond the ages
now getting decimated by unwanted extremes
that of ostentation exhibiting a glare.
The man being a maker of trouble
going past all the norms in a treble
talks as if he knows a lot
remarking on each and every slot
shouting unnecessarily in a situation
that demands a moderate resolution
swearing by the Gods names
calling them to substantiate his claims
there he goes with a distaste
while people have started him to hate
he thinks he has won over a place
totally unaware that he has to face a chase
which would make him run for his life
and destroy his way of life
as he has to throw his towels
and abandon his profession
because none relish his intrusion
being audaciously disquieting
he would find himself in hell
if not he stops his shouts and yell.