"ALCHEMY" an attempt to make ourselves more socio-constructive and open minded.
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Journey In A Mystic Ocean
Journey In A Mystic Ocean - The one never so mastered
We are a bunch
A bunch that
Traverses the same ocean;
We are a bunch.
A bunch that
Sticks together and travels together.
We are a bunch,
Yet we are different.
Some Intoxicating as mead;
Other Peer through hardships.
Few with a heart so kind.
We are a bunch yet so different.
Some warm; serene; gentle; steady;
Reliable; inspiring; inventive; independent.
Some grave, imperturbable; fussy; indolent;
Sober; timid; evasive; lacking; shrewd.
Some musical; artistic; mathematical; dexterous.
We are a BUNCH –yet so different.
We are born in that same ocean,
We travel through the tides and waves of the same ocean.
We choose paths,
Paths so different from each other.
But all we try to do is master that ocean.
We are a bunch - a bunch so different.
Like a para-graphic, we scribble,
We strive, deceive and fight
To reach that pinnacle.
But never have we realized
Why we choose so!
For we are not born as monarchs, ministers,
Aristocrats or kings.
We are just innocent kids born to explore.
For we shall not be rested as
Pageants or princess.
We are just dead bodies waiting to be buried or burnt.
Inspired from the picture above; written for magpietales
Sun, wearing its orange mask twists out.And the warriors after 2 long days are battling,Out already to stay alive.Our Chola-Kongu-Pallava army is battered and shattered;Our warriors are tired and weak;They are just avoiding death each time the Pandyan army strikes.They know that death is inevitable though butStill they hold their swords in their bleeding arms and continue to fight.
The Decision: In the battle encampment our warrior kings meet. Aparjithan, Aditan and Prithivipathi are deciding their fate.For the sake of their men,For the sake of holding their kingdoms still more long.For their sake of surviving They have planned to retreat.
Old Crippled Tiger Enters In Carried on a caravan Vijaya-cholan the Old tiger enters in.“Tigers don’t retreat, it is here we stand and fight.We shall march back victoriousOr we shall go back as fallen warriors.”For the love of freedomFor the pride of our nation,For the glory we ought to attain.For the Pennon o…