The Mantra Of Life.

The tumult was great

there was a drum like beat

not with a great sound

being one of very  meagre

mild it was in tenor

went on for  long

could it be a preamble ?

a prelude to the rains.

A big anticipation it could be

the rains play a trick

seem to come in a torrential   pour

they make all attempts to come down

could sense a prevention from somewhere

the rains halt for a while and stay unassumingly

wonder would they ever come or not

did not descend till the day ended.

Such could be the expectations elsewhere

a disappointment would follow  if it does not happen

let us not hold to whimsical values as such

not worth a tuppence all the more  in particular

live not with any wish  as the case might be

sail with a tide as it flows never go against

could lead to a catastrophe untold

learn this mantra with a full heart.

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The Cupid's Arrow

The cupid's arrow

it not fit the bow

it passed very low

very much far below .

The arrow of Cupid

came so rapid

it hit the stupid

not affected a little bit.

The arrow  was shot

did not work anything hot

it created a clot

the effort went rot.

Cupid laid down his weapon

the world became a dampen

love could not be seen anywhere

became an orphan without care.

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Passion Into Profit

Passion into profit
 turning it is difficult
yet go by the hits
 the passion would die
 better  not look for revenue
 search for a revive
 income would come
 be not worried.

The One I Detest.

The one I detest most
 has cruel eyes
speaks with a feign
 knows nothing at all
 casts an evil eye on anything
 an illiterate man he be
 I shun him all through
 not that I cannot ask him to leave
 I refrain from entering the place
 mostly where he is
 though it is a place common to him and me
which he occupies fully
 most of his lifetime
he had been there
 and still continues to live

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The Grey Hair

The grey hair jumps up

then and there

at the most unwanted moment.

The colouring lasts not long

wanes and fades

at the most unwanted time.

The grey locks curl and fly

of and on

at the most unwanted period.

The colour  stays for a  fortnight

diffuses and dissolves

at the most unwanted day.

Grey, they say,  goes with wisdom

could denote or demote

at the most unwanted stage.

Black shiny hair is no longer yours

thin and frail now

at the most unwanted discipline.

Bemoan not your grey hair

glitters and glows

at the most unwanted age.

A tease  as one would find

a mock and a fun

at the most unwanted scenario.

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A Break

It is a break
 I intended
 like to be so
 could not resist
 so back again
 with a force.

A Day Without Tea.

A day without tea
 breaks my head into two
 the craving be so much
 need at least a small cup
 being used to it for long
 a day without
 deactivates me.

One Short Of Hundred.

it is one short of hundred
 well, could be from kindred
 I wait for it with an anxiety
 eager to close it as quick

Get Going

Get going he says
 where to I ask?
 get going in your way
 how to I ask?
 get going with a direction
 which one I ask?
 get going or get lost he cries
 I turn the opposite way.

Where To Go?

The quake in the North 

 magnitude high

 the floods in the south 

devours all

 the drought in the west 

famine struck

 the heat in the east 

 bush fires all over

 where to go?

 

 

Your Goal

Travel with an ease
 do not bother about luggage
 it would  lead to a tease
 go with what you want  in an engage
 see places on the go
 stay in comfort  as much as possible
that be  your goal

Hold Her

Talk about money
 she would be happy
 talk about jewels
she would be happier still
 talk about properties
she would be the happiest of all
 talk about profit
she would jump high up.
money and jewels
 properties and revenue
 hold her fascinated.

A Stigma.

It is a stigma
 everyone has
 I have too much
 why I know not
 I being a stickler
 think of nothing other
 a great adhesion
have to shake it off
 at a loss to do it.

Abdul kalam

Abdul Kalam lived
 a legend he was
a man at first
 not an ordinary  person
 an extraordinary  fusion
 a kindred spirit
  a gracious man  in a hit
 intelligent and simple
caused no ripples
a lovely personality
 with integrity
 hard to find
 blessed in a kind
 having lived in his time.

An E Mail

It is an e mail
 over the sail
 from the west
 being a test
 one of resilience
 might be in a sense
 a test acidic
 one of graphic
 how to outsmart them?
 makes me glum.

The Community

It is a community
 talks with a no sensitivity
 does no work in the place
 gossip all through in phase
a few minutes among them
would make one cumbersome
 being that of one from remote
 called Devakottai, a place of demote.

The Famous Five.

The famous five
 of Enid Blyton tales
 keep me in a thrive
 be it  in scales
I adore them
 age not a bar
 I read them
with a flare.

The Devakottaians

Gibber jabber goes the talk

what could be in stock?

a chatter incessant all the more

money and jewellery  being the core

it goes on with a concentration

nothing else catches the attention

" I made a pendant and a bangle  one says

worth so much in a way

"I bought a property in a metropolis" says the other

a prized one in an accomplish  rather

the conversations go on for hours together

while the other one adds  with a fervor

"I made a wholesome profit in business"

a reward to my  hard work in a sense

an admirable,  enterprising group I see

I wish to make haste and flee

  have to sit amidst them looking on

what not and what else passes on?

as I have nothing to boast of in turn

money, property, jewellery  even for fun

own no business except my writing skill

I am  plain  and prosaic without any frills

they who belong to a  town Devakottai .

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A Journey In Faith.

My mind travels without me
 over the mountains and oceans
crosses without any hurdle
 it goes with a speed  not known
 accelerates with a decision
 wants to see all the fusion
 the one into the other without reason
 a jolly go journey in all faith.

With Cheer.

Ride with cheer
 go with our dear
 proceed without fear
 do you hear?
let us get near
 that be the end in rear.

It Is I

It is I that comes first
it is I that comes always
 I before anything is the practice
 let go with it in a tactics.

Nice To Be.

Nice to know each other
 nice to hear about one and another
 nice to think of the one ever
 nice to render with the kindred spirit
 nice to be all so as forever.

What More?

What more can I expect?
what more can you dream?
what more can you receive?
 being blessed with all the priced
be satisfied as all the way it be.