A Pongal (harvest) Without Rain (Poem)

A Pongal without rain
without ground water
hard on the sugarcane
hard on the farmers
who look to the skies
which replies,
Where are the trees
to catch my charges?
only steel towers
use different charges
to make you talk.





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Clouds
 laden with water
look down
 and see
 thick smoke
and dust
from so  many
of man's activities
And move on
 to better places.
Other men have

 different races
to bother about
than every farmer's
livelihood.

They'll dig bore wells
deeper and deeper                                                   till who knows
one bore well meets another
within the earth
from different sides :
till the ruptured Earth                                            explodes
and throws us all out.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Ricefields - All free downloads.com
Till then  
we'll continue  
heedless of all warnings
and greet each other
with meaningless words:
"Happy Pongal"
"Happy (rainless) Pongal"
"Happy (chemical) Pongal"

NB - Pongal is the harvest of rice and  sugarcane,both heavily dependent on water; celebrated as a festival in the middle of January.

Feelings of guilt (Poem)

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Feelings of guilt

clog my brains

choke my throat

stab my heart

numb my senses

confuse my thinking

startle my planning

blur my understanding

wash away my logic

And sedate my soul.

I am left as a dead mouse

Drowned in misery.

                                        After the storm is past.

                                         And a new generation

                                            starts to thrive

my breath revives

I look around and see

I was better than the others:

Those who deserved a knock

 On the head 

are up and about

While I who deserved

A glass of glucose

 Buried myself

 In fruitless guilt.

                                           I'm dwarfed,
                                            shrunk,wasted

                                                 I should have

                                              checked to see

                                              If my accusers

                                                 were right                                                                                                                                                               Free digital photos.net

                                          So as to apologise

                                          And start anew

And if they were wrong

to continue

in confidence

cheering others

on the way

This wrapping up

of myself

in a box

does no one good

others or myself.

Only leaves me

degenerated

to continue

the cycle

of blunders.
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  PS-Careless words

shot at a child

            can reduce it to ashes

Well meaning Parents &  Teachers,take care