TELLING IS NOT JUST FILLING. IT SHOULD BE AN YELLING OF COLLECTED FEELING!

RANSACKED JUDICIARY!   Holy building with honest bench: Got truly replaced by mimics and fascists, In thoughts, deeds, and verdicts, They tend to paint hypocrisy, By breaking the backbone of democracy!   Judicial angel had flown to accommodate dishonest demons: To empower the satanic letters, From unperturbed rank and inside the tallest position, Through corrupted hands holding polluted pens, They get disseminated like a contentious discourse!   Protected by the lucrative wing: Shielded with impenetrable forces, Provided with inexhaustible amenities, Rooted in extremely venerated legacy, Majestically go on to let out irreversible fallacies!   They interfere by not being transparent: They speak by being unacceptably despicable, They question by being intolerably unquestionable, They command by being unjustifiably uncommendable, They punish by being annoyingly unpunishable!   The in-between judicial status: Mak...

THE RECKLESS LEADERS!   Ranks do not choose or want them: But they desperately need a chair or a seat, Either by usurping or coercing or purchasing, Through silencing or extorting or strongarming, They upsurge and get affixed like a leach!   Methods would be devised to grab the thrown: In the process the virtuous integrity gets blown, Deploy venomous techniques to dismiss qualitative tone, Operate handpicked devotees to entirely own, Perpetuate animosity to sustain the ill-gotten crown!   To patch-up the erroneous escalation: They get encircled by the bloodsuckers, Who are Tuned and trained in narcissistic brutality Possess unsurpassable inflexibility and cruelty, Soaked in vicious vendetta and animality!   The alliance propelled to sustain the position: Has been rooted in generating enmity, Depended excessively upon entertaining gullibility, Rely purely upon honesty seductive sentimentality, Functions smoothly in produ...

ATTEMPT TO CONVERT 2 INTO 3!   Once again, the similar ripple: Due to the unaltered pebble, Forcefully dropped to spoil, The peace in the ancient Tamil soil!   How can they remain quiet? When the Tamil success make them fright. To diminish they impose that dialect, To stop let’s all sensibly collect!   Be firm and vigorously fight: The culture and tradition are our might, They shouldn’t be allowed to collide. Then we will be left with nothing to delight!   Our hand is raised with rich knowledge: Two-thousand plus dates strongest this Tamil classic age, This makes the intruder extremely enraged, Intolerantly they bring their tongue to get us caged!   Why don’t you do literature and get up? Don’t fancy to equate with our stuff, Get rid of your ego and accept, The Tamil land has courage that offers no trap!   For your selfish survival: You want us to sacrifice the whole, If that seems to be your goal, ...

THE DEATH OF A BLIND GIRL!   She did dye: But the school had already died, Before her and Infront of all, The special school had already passed away. Could have been poisoned, The girl might not be, But the school must have been!   It should have been a slow poison: Took several years to act, To kill that girl and the school! The poison is vested with the power, To supply enough strength to, Murder the unity and the voices, That might act against the death and the dying!   Why did you die? Blind-killing is always less than honour-killing, isn’t it? You are blind, aren’t you? Your demise would go unreported, Now the paper and the police, Have Killed you after your death, By not telling what is to be told!   Remember you will not be buried alone: Your disappearance will also be kept along, Under the earth to blender again! You were a girl, Which would strongly reverberate, Though you are dead and gone, The...

  LET HER FLOURISH!   She does not ask to be worshiped: Don’t constrain her by enshrining, Into purity or puberty, By not treating her flowery or sweety, Let she be fraternally freed, By liberating her from all the societal creed!   Don’t attribute soft and beauty: As they cruelly conditioned her capacity, The humanity hasn’t tasted her quality, To the fullest as she faces only vulgarity, Spectating that through the years down is insanity, Truly it reveals the democratic inability!   She wore the given: The then and the now did not have much of her. For her tongue he supplied language, To her beauty they attributed parameters, At her decision the buried and the married always found, When she tried to be her own they frowned!   She has not been celebrated acutely Untouched and forgotten were rescued by her, Her radiance had bestowed spotlight upon the unknown, She converted the unwanted into much needed, Her e...