Leaves of legacy

Is legacy,what one consciously leaves for their progeny?

Or should the progeny be pressured to inherit a legacy?

What one remembers need not be what others have left.

Nor does everybody leave,with a quest to be remembered.

Do the leaves fall with the fallacy of feeding the trees?

The falling leaves fall with the wind falling on them.

When the winds of fortune fall upon the progeny,

Fortune fills the bill,leaving the winds to their direction.

Ancestry like the winds,leaves its legacies,and lies low.

It will decay in trunks in the attics,like bodies in coffins.

Once dead,what remains is not one's choice,but chance. 

One's memories bind not the mind,to post-life memories.

Legacy syndrome is more inherited,than wished,for immortality.

Even the Gandhi legacy is being trashed into prejudiced bins.

The right to recall others,overtakes the right to be recalled.

Each one chooses how to live,but shies away being snowballed.

P.Chandrasekaran.

Being Scary.

Starry nights can also be scary,

If darkness remains unveiled.

Scary darkness is the death of light,

If light fails to give a tough fight.

Scary spouses are conjugally scarry;

If a routine is scarry,it ends up weary.

Scary teachers can discard their canes,

If their teacherly pride terribly wanes.

Scary Gods steal fear from weird worship,

If worshippers fear about their hidden guilt.

Scary religions scuffle with other sects,

If they fail to feed their clan,with their texts.

Scary leaders are a curse to what they lead,

If they lead through arrogance as their art.

Scary times will clip their creed,frail and false,

If right sense radiantly raises its clarion calls.

P.Chandrasekaran