The Catalystic Fellow Human.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

I am not I am when you appear,
From nowhere, you are here,
The galloping of a horse in the dark quarters,
The light is not permitted, but bright as the solar,
Squatters, can’t shut it with the wish of banishing a intruder,
Who imagine that they are the rightful owners,
Hundreds of them pass by, not knowing the fast gear,
Hundreds of machines race in hallucinated propellers,
To travel through the vast jungle full of flowers and nectars,
That has grown on the top soil of the volcanic visitors,
A moment of pleasure has made me to be a dreamer,
Forgetting the troubles that are naggers,
A moment of pleasure has made me to be a dreamer,
Forgetting the troubles that are naggers,
You are there in the stations, where I board and alight,
You are there in the office where I toil to collect the notes,
You are there on the streets where I walk and drive,
You are there in the seashore, chanting with the mermaids,
You are there in the parks, struggling with the sneakers,
You are everywhere, wherever I pant through,
To take me to the great height climbing not the plants,
The colorful blooms of your colorful faces,
The colorful spots on the fair and tinted sheets,
Fellow human beings hold the keys to the interface,
To make us to feel warm and needed,
To shine as the celestial stars those are quiet.
I am not I am when you are near as my dear,
Not scavenging with my tears,
but strengthening my desire and will power.
A moment of pleasure has made me to be a dreamer,
Forgetting the troubles that are naggers,