DISCONNECTION

Locked with the key,selfishness,the heart,

To come out strive pity and patience,

Wait love and generosity to enter as well,

Harder it becomes, but tender once !

Turned the soft and lovely eyes

To frozen fixed roller.

Shrinks the hearty smile to teethy practice.

To firm fist, transforms the helping hand.

Busy all,even the grand old mother

Not a single day to be delivered

A story for their grand children

Handed once over centuries !

Familiar only with the visible roof

Of the nearest neighbor

Not known who the insider

Street, market place areas to meet with.

Cursed the age old ones

To the civilized cells them are shoved,

Dragging themselves the days remaining,

Till them carried to their child hood home.

sayed thangal