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

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…

The Robin Life Quest

The untethered
well weathered
friendly , feathered
construction of small sight
watch the minature might
as he radiates a natural flight
in his own
unknown
winters blown
red glowing , forridging
fight at night .
The world
and its well permed
curls
hard to straighten out
in the persistant bout
of the robins turbulent whirls .
To survive and nurture
to enlive and suffer toture
what a brilliant crimson clad creature
what a tiny but promenant feature .
We observe our granted
enchanted
scarlet breasted
bread fanatic
plump chested
friend .
The red bird and its call
summer and its warmth
makes a winter fall
try wearing the feet of the robin
imbedded in the call
of survivals frosted wall .
The mars coloured creature never cries
beneath the frozen deathly eyes
that glare from survivals cruel skies .

Unique

Who owns your imagination
is it you
I don’t know
is it in the street
crowded
and shrouded
by humanities fleet
thinking at a pace off beat
could you know the person
you will meet
are we encased by a paranormal sheet
or are we folded and moulded
to a pleat
we don’t know
but we all live a life that cheats
do you own your thoughts
who knows because I am beat .
Reality is the unknown
therefore it can’t exist within this dimension
where upon and across the fields of life
our thoughts have been sewn
and where our unique
individuality has grown

Unique

Who owns your imagination
is it you
I don’t know
is it in the street
crowded
and shrouded
by humanities fleet
thinking at a pace off beat
could you know the person
you will meet
are we encased by a paranormal sheet
or are we folded and moulded
to a pleat
we don’t know
but we all live a life that cheats
do you own your thoughts
who knows because I am beat .
Reality is the unknown
therefore it can’t exist within this dimension
where upon and across the fields of life
our thoughts have been sewn
and where our unique
individuality has grown

Untidy Paper

Mispelt words
crawl across untidy paper
small sentences
big feelings
they fell
like me
out of favour .
The red phone box
and its bell
I’d run pulling up my socks
other kids giving me hell
the poplars that did waver
memories like a spell
they spelt my unsavour .
The black car
that came from afar
my joy
to see it
a boy
I’d touch just
to feel it .
But it didn’t stay
it was there only
for a day
the car
then floated past a star
back away
out of my reach
to no play once again
tears replaced the blood
in my veins
as I sat faced by more of the same
my mispelt words
my untidy paper
why the bitterness
why the unsavour .
my mam I missed
as the polars would waver
letters I would kiss
sealed by her flavour .

Vampyre

The solar approaches
down go
the canine encroachers .
A catacomb home
an underworld
of embossed , carved stone
a lowered , dull groan
thats drops to a hell town
tone
inside they lie
sleeping
unknown
unable to die
or ever grow .
If its a strong lunar night
back they go to their
place out of sight
a rebound of sol
impossible to fight
in tortured flamed pain
devours their flesh
by a burst of light
If the fire
grips them
it licks their
skin
and rips out all
and within
from the entire to a dire
skeleton
of a stripped skull thin
ribs charred
teeth clenched
and smouldering
to a death
tight grin .