veeraiyah subbulakshmi

Millions of you can sing songs,
That can take the hearts to bang,
Audible to the ears, who own,
Can stick the wings to the points,
Where it can lift up the body,
To the height, full of green grass,
Where the souls dance in trance,
With happiness and feelings known,
To the participating minds, not same,
What one thinks of the other,
Eternal bliss rules the domicile,
Where the kids are born and growing up,
On the vineyard of tomorrow's grapes,
The creeping days very fragile,
And temperate to see the blooms,
The distant music is always melodious,
Though the lyrics and notes are maimed,
Traveling through this vast treeless forest,
We are satisfied with what we acquire,
What we conspire may satisfy our desire,
The endless silent vacant universe,
Our hearts yearn to conquer its every corner.