Government is indirectly yarning debt traps as nooses around weavers neck.
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The words are the same for all,
And the letters too,
Yet some can weave magic with them
Using the loom of their beautiful imagination
While others can't!
What I wonder about is,
What grants those weavers the ability
To look inside themselves for the loom?-
so we will weave
with every thread I have
with all the ones with you
a fog like shroud
shall hide well our love-
Weavers work hard.
Their hearts are broad.
Their life is full of struggles.
But they strongly face all their troubles.-
Again the person who wore looked great
And the person who soled it, was praised.
But, the Weaver of the same shirt hanged himselves with the rest threads which were not used in making!-
09042021 - 99/365 - Priceless Silky Smile
The shuttle moved right and left
Her hands were deft in pulling the string
to adjust the right thread at the right place
She pedaled incessantly moving the strands
Her amazing focus and silence, hour after hour,
day after day and year after year
To weave the magic out of those strands.
She worked hard to get the the men and women
in beautiful, colourful and rich attire.
Her divine smile when she sees
her young grand daughter who peeps,
Is heaven on earth! It's priceless!
A smile thousand words cannot describe!-
DEMOCRACY TO ME IS...
The day when the victim
stops Seeking Justice
And start writing their own
Legislation to the government!
The day when the terms
Boys and girls disappear
And the term human arises!
The day when the highclass
Stops corrupting lowclass
And both starts facing each other
Without intermediary political parties!
The day when the farmers
And weavers become the
God of our nation
And the plots gets transformed
Into farmlands- The temples!
-Nisha Lakshmanan
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உயிர் மட்டும் பெரிதல்ல..
மானம் காக்கும்
மண்ணின் ஆடை...
தனக்கு மட்டும் என்றில்லை
அரும்பாடு பட்டு அடுத்தவருக்காக படைத்து தனது தொழிலை
உயிர் மூச்சாக கொண்டு
தமிழ் பண்பாடு மாறா
தொழிலின் தனிச் சிறப்பை போற்றும்
பெருமை கடவுளன்றி எம் நெசவாளன் மட்டுமே...-