Overcoming Shortfalls... Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Strange and unpredictable gluts,
The peculiar commodity of hearts,
At stake, the well made smiling face,
Is the torn mask to suture the tunes,

Everyone has gone through the stage,
Of weak and wicked voracious play,
The same diamond eyes which twinkle,
Lost their isomerism in a twist,

Joyous wind around turns cold and hot,
Thermostat of the feeling is at the waste,
Million minutes have passed, not shutting,
The closets which needed no more locks,

The stuff can’t be discarded, but can be zipped,
And downsized using a simple program,
Of confidence and support, the magnanimity,
Yet to be known, when you overcome the shortfalls..