Poet of the Month ( December )

Paul Summercales

Congratulations!!

Aggression of Depression

Depression is a state of confusion
Mind finds not for problems a solution
It is a kind of thoughts’ explosion
Leading to a downfall in emotion

Depression may be hereditary
But it will not lead to obituary
Human mind is a sacred sanctuary
Perfect maintenance is obligatory

Every person at times gets depression,
If doubts are told via expression
We can change properly our impression
Depression is born out of emotional suppression

It may come to anyone at any age
Before it inflicts a permanent damage
Approach a wise psychiatrist to manage
His counseling cum medicines will assuage

By making a psychiatrist’s consultation
One progresses towards a positive destination
In case one shows uninterested disinclination
How can one’s mind achieve stabilization?

Depression if goes untreated
At one stage it cannot be defeated
It is like an empty vessel getting heated
So before a psychiatrist, one must be seated

If the Doctor is given co-operation
And is pucca the medicinal consumption
Depression will suffer termination
Here all concerned must show determination

At the right time medicines’ intake
Will put for depression a sure brake
Continuity in consumption without break
Will towards cure invariably take

Exercise, sleep, love, mercy and duty
Will surely stop depression’s cruelty
Ending each and every immorality
Will soon sanction to depression mortality

A very firm advice to the society
Is to be kind and never naughty
In case society’s activity is faulty
Nature via depression imposes a penalty

Ridicule never a depressed cum upset patient
Even if you have a superb intelligent quotient
Just keeping quiet is more than sufficient
No one in this World is in everything proficient

A person may be at any time caught
By depression which may put a tight knot
In case the symptoms in someone you spot
Let love, affection and counseling be taught.

M V VENKATARAMAN

Let not Emotional Wound Attack Like Hound

Emotional wounds, all inflict
Even without any evil intention
This may cause internal conflict
Requiring our serious attention

A person may ignorantly hurt
By creating a mental scar
His approach may be totally curt
If we worry, very wrong we are

A wise man will inquire
To find out the exact reason
When facts he can acquire
He will learn a rich lesson

Never listen to useless gossip
It may divert your noble path
Gossip may be tasty to sip
But it will lead to blood-bath

In case a matter is told
And it effects are adverse
Your mind must be controlled
Please use your reasoning power

You must not blindly erupt
You must approach with caution
Anger will invariably try to corrupt
Ballooning problems out of proportion

Never at all rely on foolish rumors
Find out the facts to solve
Calmness will stop tremors
So to be calm, please resolve

It is better to even postpone
For gaining time to wise-ponder
This may obviate the need to atone
As no blunder you will render

After making a thorough analysis
If superb steps you shrewdly execute
You may inflict death on crisis
And may annex the title of being astute

To take an action, be not urgent
Muse deeply using maximum wit
Believe that God is a fair sergeant
To heal emotional wounds, He is fit.

M V VENKATARAMAN

No title.  Alan Gilbert. 

Irrefutable immutable

Prurient and beautiful.

Inventively insatiable

Unique and irreplaceable.

Sexually teasing

Seminally pleasing.

Amazingly delicious

Tantalizingly capricious.

Sensually alluring

Energetically enduring.

Delightfully demure

Thankfully impure.

To this sorrow.     Alan Gilbert.

Sun is setting shadows crawling

Eyes are heavy dreams are calling.

Into slumber slipping, falling

Cradled safe in mothers arms.

Mother watching child sleeping

Heart is broken softly weeping.

From herself no way of keeping

That this young life can’t sustain.

Of her grief there is no telling

Mothers love all loves excelling.

In her heart forever dwelling

In her arms to sleep no more.

Child is waking moving, stirring

Eyes are open smile alluring.

Mother holds him ever closer

Begs to heaven for reprieve.

No pretending happy ending

Nature giving, sometimes lending.

Mother sleeping, dreaming tending

Child resting in her heart.

Consumer Is A Star, I Am An Astronomer

A consumer is not a disturbance
Please show to him no arrogance
He must have a happy remembrance
Which must linger like a fragrance

Always relish his lovely presence
Please give him no annoyance
Never serve him with reluctance
Receive him with a warm acceptance

By exposing your full competence
Have in relations perfect maintenance
Please cause him no inconvenience
Connection with him has great relevance

He may show colossal ignorance
Still deal with him using tolerance
This will help in miracles’ occurrence
And will have a healthy influence

Use for his sake your intelligence
On his behalf exercise vigilance
Treat him with respect and reverence
He will give a wonderful reference

To come to you will be his preference
He will quote you in his office conference
He will reward your excellence and brilliance
You will totally corner all his benevolence.

M V VENKATARAMAN

To kill another day.

To kill another day.       Alan Gilbert.  2010.

I grew up in the city

When I was seventeen.

They told me I must go to war

For country and for King.

Forget the sixth commandment

As many others will.

Take this gun and bayonet

See how many you can kill.

I was fighting early morning

With the moon still in the sky.

Bayoneting the enemy

Praying not to die.

I was seeing comrades falling

Parts of bodies shot away.

I wandered if I want to live

To kill another day.

We made our camp that evening

Said prayers for those who died.

The preacher reassured us

That God was on our side.

I told him of the carnage

Asked what the Lord would say.

He said, “You just be thankful

You can kill another day.”

Three years I’ve been killing

Lost count of all who’ve died.

I’ve lost belief that there’s a God,

At least not on our side.

If he’s with the enemy

Then all that I can say,

He will also have to answer

For his sins on judgment day.

my weak hands …

Oh God

I never aimed to reminisce you,
It is my proviso which is
inorganic making me to horn you
by relying on you

don’t honor me for being
friendly to you
I am not your true follower,

I am only a helpless person
longing for your support
by serving my miseries to you

by dreaming of your arrival
for holding my weak hands

Oh God…

my weak hands …

Oh God

I never aimed to reminisce you,
It is my proviso which is
inorganic making me to horn you
by relying on you

don’t honor me for being
friendly to you
I am not your true follower,

I am only a helpless person
longing for your support
by serving my miseries to you

by dreaming of your arrival
for holding my weak hands

Oh God…

aiming to hold …

Oh God

I can’t dare to
eyewitness

your forepart, no not
feasible

just bowing down on the floor
consuming my life

aiming to hold
your feet
along my confessions

Oh God..

the dressing….

Oh God

I comprehend,you are
expecting me
as an affectionate creator

specifically when you
presuppose, that

I shall get back to you
aiming for the dressing of
my soul

after losing my purity
by playing tricks of the trade

Oh God…