Skewing for hours on a smoggy morning
Hovering around the drumbeats of renaissance
Stumbling across the pile of burned trashes
Huh! Reached home from the wildish taverns

The pleasant artifacts of the rangoli
Swarming aroma of the sweet jaggery
Cackling rejoices and the strewn footwear
Celebrations- while the Sun shines sky high

The mud pot with religious undertones
Rests beneath the arching sugar canes
The simmering celebrity draws a million smiles
As she broods over, bidding for a perfect squib

An orchestrated call from the herd
As she skits through the squinted corners
With canes that flex their onus
Alas! Ripped by unscathed canines

She is the gourmet for the day
In affirmation to the Sun- that shines-
Thy bestows over lands which mimes
The chants of the PONGAL theme

DEAR FRIENDS,
WISH YOU ALL A HAPPY PONGAL!