THE DISTORTED PLATFORMS!

 THE DISTORTED PLATFORMS!

 

Pedestrians are left with the tiniest space:

Must be lean enough to leg along,

Should be able to bend, jump and crawl,

Therefore, many are maintained under BPL,

By the visionary vote-hunters,

Malnutrition is made alive and being rendered,

Both the flatform and the despondent are kept unrepaired,

To have the pentastich campaigns and manifestos get hovered!

 

What can a pathetic urban pavement could do?

No doctor can heal the suage wounds,

Always being groomed by stitches and deforms,

Moulded up by the corrupted contractors,

That are to be patched up by the governing ringmasters,

Will have to undergo the drilling surgery,

Landing forgotten two/four wheelers have been a daunting misery,

Its uncouth condition is an evil depicting allegory!

 

Becomes a stage for the uncultured cutouts:

The gigantic figure there would laugh at the traversers,

It knows how to paint up and keep itself stout,

They don’t have ashes but have grouped up into an undefeatable class,

Grow exceptionally same both right in front, and on postered prints,

On reels and real, lips are departed and hearts would stay muted,

Made by the people but mad about generating influential ripples,

Unstoppable is the power thirst, the onscreen too would have such with a popularity taste!

 

The blind cannot have an undisturbed walk:

As the sideways is loaded with several shocks,

The head and legs will always have hit and kick,

Above and below the diagonal cannot be done with our stick,

You may obstruct our motion but cannot end our internal commotion,

You may break the path but cannot restrict our burning wroth,

Let your eyes be closed to have a walk on this earth,

Then you will hit and experience pain to realize your kith and kins truth!

 

Dr. U. Mahendran.