"ALCHEMY" an attempt to make ourselves more socio-constructive and open minded.
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Innocence - Regained
Innocence - Regained
Perched with sadness,
In mood so imperturbable,
With an impetuous act committed
I sit here in a mood so darn.
That silence creaked
Creaked with that girl
She looked at me as an alien.
And I cursed.
Cursed her for perching in my loneliness.
That little one is the most I hated then.
I went back in my vivid thoughts.
Trying to think the events so wrong.
In a distance not so long
Fluted the familiar sound.
Some balloon vendor is on his early prowl.
The girl- the little one,
She got all excited.
Searched her little pocket
And counted coins
One two and three and a penny less.
She came straight at me.
Search; search the pocket - hundreds and thousands
But not a rupee in; oh ya there it was holding in.
The little one grabbed it and smiled.
she was running through careless.
With bubbles she played and kissed the vendor bye.
I blessed myself for being there now.
For that little ones presence took me away.
I realized then she couldn’t speak.
Couldn’t speak but she spoke a thousand through her eyes.
Care-free and happy she chooses to be.
Where have I lost this innocence?
I took the kid and flew with her in wind.
We caught and the bubbles burst.
We laughed and the heavens blessed.
With her I felt reborn!
She kissed me good-bye.
I watched her as she danced back to home.
With a lighter heart and innocence regained. I danced my way-back-
"I took the phone and dialed that familiar number.
"SORRY" is all that said as i danced further............................."
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…