Tragedy's Roadblocks.

A true tragedy is that
Which puts the soul
Into a boiling cauldron of emotions.
The anguish of a tarnished soul,
Is the worst ever tragedy in isolation.
Loss of image is as much a shame
As being undressed in public.

Life's relief lines are tragedy's roadblocks.

Death for instance is not a tragedy,

When life is not worth living.
Where the soul overpowers
The stuffy strangleholds of tragedies,
The waves of tragedy recede,
Never to rise up and cross the shore.
Hope is a resilient rower against
The bullying waves of a sea of sabotage.

Colossal tragedies are call sheets for
Collective display of humanism.
The awkward phenomenon of tragedy,
Is its perennial failure in the hands of hope.
In the radiance of human strength,
At the glow of stoic resignation,
The body of tragedy is undressed 
To stand in a state of solid,squalid shame;
The defeat of tragedy retrieves the image of 
Many a tarnished soul from the post of pillory .
All tragedies trickle down to vapours 
At the high heat of positive flames,
Roused by regular reinforced courage.
P. Chandrasekaran.