A BOOM TO A DOOM

                                                                                  MARADU DISASTER

                        We dream everyday, Oh! topics and places do differ,

                        Home or abroad, king or pauper, all have this offer,

                        High or low, joyous or weirdly, really doesn’t matter

                        Dreams never come true, day or night, never bother.

 

                       Everyone has ambitions, owning a house tops the list,

                       The place of comfort, rural or urban, do matter instead,

                       Money decides the final outcome, to say the least,

                       We save a penny, to achieve this dream in good stead.

             

                        Owning a piece of land, that too in a prime location,

                        Amongst the envious eyes around with gumption,

                        Owning a house there, still more a divine assertion,

                        Buildings  near coasts inviting  a future demolition.

 

                       Such events do occur, Where! in God’s own country,

                       A  state that boasts high literacy rate and tranquility,

                       Yet all the norms set for coastal rise turned astray,

                       Rules got  twisted, built castles in air and aplenty.

 

                       Years of legal battles ensued ,with vacillating  verdicts,

                       Castling more occupants, sales on the boom reflects,

                       Wiser counsels  prevailed, apex court  sternly inflicts,

                       Demolition ,the final word, with immediate effects .

       

                       The castles built for comfort and all built with aplomb,

                       Befitting  and fulfilling the  dreams out of the womb,

                       A boom of desires fooled  the entire owners to doom,

                       High rise Castles in a splint second all ended in a  tomb.