Umbrellas

When people run helter-skelter in search of a shelter,
The rain in torrents,mocks at the rough and tumble.
Forget the rush,but feel the goodness of being together.
As reels of laughter raise the umbrella against tough tears,
Closeness becomes a thick umbrella against crooked enemies.
Love turns into a barrel of hope,keeping hearts cool and breezy,
To quell the summer of hatred,boiling in the heat of hostility.
Faith is a cluster of umbrellas,against the downpour of despair.


Failure is an umbrella against the strokes of victory's empires,
That crudely invade the victory stand,secured by the umpires.
Patience is the prime umbrella to withstand the wiles of power,
Surpassing defeat with smiles,blossoming as a fragrant flower.
The shades of an umbrella like those of a tree,spread to protect, 
With the bonding of blood,never withering from its firm connect.
Stretch not your arms to swipe your rivals without love and grace.
Stretch all arms together to form a big umbrella,to save the space.
P. Chandrasekaran.