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

YOU VOTE BUT THEY ACTUALLY LOOT!   The papered ballet had slipped from the hands: Into the bottom that had a slippery sand, And drowned deeper and became muddy The democracy too fell along with it. To an extend the country owned the vote, That had reflected in countability and accountability, The shading did not make the exercise fade away, The then genuine poll had an earnest goal. The contest and the campaign were truly wedded, The choice of the caster hadn’t been invaded, The purpose that the exercise contained was not eroded, The speeches were decorative and was not at all derogative!   The prompt reader commend is dutifully obeyed: The dates and his glorified deeds are strictly abided, Even his sacrilegious talks are unquestionably permuted, His cinematic walks have disgustingly been surmounted, His enigmatic hooks cannot be prevented. His undemocratic tricks has been an honesty seduction, His elocution leads to the electoral suff...

A THEATRICAL POLITICIAN!   Mr. screen is Being adored as a recent revelation: Expected to be a heroic protector, Launched by the behind screen vernacular owners, Who have opted him to be a vote wooer, Chosen to facilitate between them and the saint George power, A deal might have signed out of untaxable black, He is caught like a rat in the cheaters trap, The shameless dancer has decided to take the nameless, Fans to run for a prejudged election, He is set to contest to lose but make them win, His defeat is eminent to push them into prominence, This is yet another devastative import from the choreographic front!   The one who came charismatically from there: Had marketed the poverty fear as well as the crocodile tear, And demolished the knowledge and an image from that musical chair, Hadn’t done anything to be significant or radical, Was efficient in promoting multiple in equals, He wants to govern like that three lettered sinister, Wh...

THE BLUE INK BLASPHEMY!   Please stop talking about that disturbing exercise: When that has been divorced from credibility, When there is no democratic fidelity, When human dishonesty schedule such an illegality, When the brained criminals orchestrate an ambiguity, When the tuned fingers cast out an insensitive falsity, When the currency meter alone measures a voter’s affinity, How can there be the electoral sagacity?   The horrifying ink that’s being applied: Testifies the life of those who are deprived, But the registry of voters has left all afraid, Where the laboured living is kept aside, On it the zeros and letters stand with pride, Being introduced to the houses that have occupational fraud, The enlisted citizens do not go with the existing crowd, The young virtual lovers are carpeted with the shrewd divides!   Get ready with cards to be permitted: As an eligible voter to be admitted, Hearing the electronic beep won’t sanc...

THE LOWERING HIGHTS!   My preference is not allowed to be mine: Being mediated by multiple minds, But I cannot utter a word about, What they choose and refuse. You may wonder how I go about it, You see, courteously I permit them to have, Fulfilled all the visual wishes, I don’t and can’t say no, When they passionately live and die for it, But why they aren’t what I am? Stay gently away from my auditory amenities? Can’t they restrain from being nosy and bossy?   Stop chasing me with your inhuman gaze: Don’t let it follow me behind and beyond, To submerge me inside the constrained water, Filled up within eye-measured meter, Where neither I can swim nor get drowned, I cannot do either as they have been defined by you. Aha! With sight, you put-on double role, You become a master and behave like a monster, Both are there to impose restrictions and conditions, I cannot imitate you in all disciplines, But your disciplines determine my...

கலைஞர் என்னும் காவலன் !   அடங்கா சமூக சிந்தையால் பல மடங்காய் சேவை தந்து , இல்லாமை விலங்கை  உடைத்தவர்!   உரிமை மறுக்கப்பட்ட சமூகங்கள் , திறமை வார்க்கப்பட்டு ஜொலித்திட , கடமையை முதுமை முட்ட செய்தவர் !   ஊனத்து ஜாதியரை , தன்மானத்து ஏணி ஏற்றி , வானத்தைத் தொடர் செய்த , ஞானத்து சூரியன் அவர்!   உதவித்தொகை அல்ல , உதவத்தான் தொகையே என்பதை உணர்ந்து , திட்ட வகைகளை , எதிரியும் கைதட்ட தந்த , பண்பினை நட்ட ஏழை பங்காளனவர்!   கலங்கியோருக்காக கலங்கியதும் , முடங்கியோரை மீட்டிட முழங்கியதும் , ஒடுக்கியொரை  ஒடுக்க உறுமியதும் , அவரின் இல்லாமையில் அன்றோ அரும்பியது!   கல்விக்கு காவல் நின்று , சனாதன சூழ்ச்சி வென்று , பள்ளிக்கு போகாமல் தள்ளிய தந்திரத்தை கொன்று , இன்று இல்லையே என்று ஒன்று கூடி புலம்பச் செய்த அறிவுக் குன்று அவர்!   சட்டத்தின் இருட்டறையில் , சில வட்டத்து ஆட்கள் , அடித்த அநீதி கொட்டத்தை கண்டித்து , காட்டமாய் உடன்பிறப்புக்கு கடிதம் தீட்டிய எழுத்து  பட்டம் அவர்!   ஆண்டுகள் நான்கு போராடியும் , பார்வையற்றோர் சட்டப்படி ...

A WICKEDLY PREMIER LEAGUE!   The ball centric colossal business: Commercially played out to commemorate the summer, The dance of the hired batting heroes, With willowed swing becomes an aloof king, And applauded highly to push Him alone into selfish fame!   Like the ball caught between hitting and betting: The ground is placed in between a degrade and persuade, Both the ball and the stadium cannot be rescued, As the onlookers are willing to be betrayed, Then nun is left cricketless to be refereed!   The pitch leveled out in the middle: Contains unresolved age-old riddles, Legs of the affluent had maximum landed there, Unfailing talent might have come as rare, Such rigid impartiality had had hitherto been spectated from the tier!   Statistics would impressively be supplied: To maximize an impression to flood up a captivated population, To spread out a lazy net to catch the crazy youth, To cook up heroism to sideline vigoro...

A MUTTERING WIND!   I was breeze and had full of life: Had a dance to the tunes of sweetest scents, Kissed the lovely buds and beautiful blossoms around, Rested upon the chasing waves and buzzing leaves, Passed through bleakest hills and weakest shells, Lifted ploughing hopes and plucking faiths!   I was a gentle wind and had electrifying sound: Responded soulfully to the giggles of infants, Participated in the evocative songs of laboring peasants, Administered solemnly the rustles of green clothed plants, Acknowledged the bows of towering trees, Appreciated the flight of the lightminded butterflies!   Initiated hearts and left them palpable: Taken motivation from the breathing ants, Spoken into the ears of the waking-up hens, Shaken the branches and supplied elegance to them, Subsidized the broken leaves with an invisible wing, Carried a musical string to be tuned on like an uncrowned king!   Had no faith in bitten paths...