The hair has turned silver
the face reflects a golden hue
the lips display a coraltinge
while the cheeks are scarlet as ruby
the emerald tone overall
along with a sapphire feel
she in her platinum years
stands there as ebullient as rhodium
while all the precious takes the scroll
there be a charm of all in one
that be the lady at the stroll
baptized as “vairam” at home
translated in English as diamond
has she all the precious in her control
a rich lady not in name alone
in character and looks too as detailed above.
Tag: Silver
The Natural Design
The silvery line of the sky
the sun’s golden hue
an attire of sapphire over the waters of the ocean
the hills with an emerald tinge
the orchards with fruits hanging like rubies
the dew drops sitting pretty like pearl
the tomatoes exhibiting the tone of the corals
the stars come out twinkling like diamonds
with that the platinum designations come forward
extending a lovely thematic expensive aura of delight.
The deities in temples are divine.
They are made of stones fine.
They elucidate a lovely shine.
Deities have sculptural beauty.
The artisans carve it with duty.
Giving them a lofty credibility.
Bringing out a design of chastity.
Deities are now decked with outfits in gold
They make the deities appear bold.
The shine extols the charm people are told.
Gold deduces the divinity to a mere metallic hold.
Silver too competes with the metal yellow.
The mercurial dazzle dims the glow.
Grace is dimmed by the silvery flow.
Money overtakes purity in a slow.
Temples are no longer place of prayer.
They indulge in display of wealthy layer.
We hear no songs sung with fervour.
We listen to talks of self praise all over.
Temples no longer exude warmth.
They detract every one by exposing wealth.
Instigating a feeling of stealth.
Sealing the mind with ill-health.
Totally it is a claim of all things
A claim comprising everything.
Stocks and shares take the wing.
Land and property give a ring.
Gold and silver oscillate in a swing.
The claimant poses to be a King.
He wants for himself everything.
He amasses all with greed in the touching.
The others are left with a desolate reaching.
He enjoys the wealth with a great tweeting.
He leaves the rest in a dilemma wriggling.
This is found in corporate and in all dwellings.
Avarice gains predominance in all surroundings.
It dumps the world in a profound sinking.
Dwindle Dwindle
It is a scenario of dwindling,
Dwindle goes the economy,
Down goes the jobs,
Dwindle trips the gold,
Down trips the silver,
Dwindle falls the oil.
Down falls the gas,
Dwindle slips the Dollar,
Down slips the Euro.
So far to the materialistic.
A scenario of dwindling furthermore.
Dwindle sinks the heart,
Down sinks the spirit,
Dwindle presses the pain,
Down presses the train,
Dwindle folds the fear,
Down folds the rear,
Down forces an entrap.
So much to the expressionistic
Three things in a tub,
And what do you think that may be?
Gold glistening with glare,
Silver shining with flare,
Stocks gleaming in stare,
How did they get there?
They propose a safe haven,
They infuse an investing spirit,
They track a revenue remarkable,
Be careful,
Never throw them out-of-doors,
Down goes the silver price,
Down goes the oil price,
Down goes the stock price,
Inflation alone goes directly up commonly.
It is something very peculiar,
It is something very puzzling,
It is something very unnerving,
It is something very touchy,
Inflation alone goes rightly up undisturbed.
The economy of U.S .is bewildering,
The economy of Greece is dwindling,
The economy of U.S is masquerading,
The economy of India is depleting,
Inflation alone goes firmly up altogether
There is a whirlwind in some parts,
There is a storm in certain areas,
There is a flood in a particular place,
There is an earthquake in a specific territory,
Inflation alone goes steadily up everywhere.