The Earth's Inmate.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The bluish green emerald prison is admirably vast,
Following the regular and strict routine with masks,
The guards at the every entrance with stamps,
Deface the beautiful fresh pages with the kiss.

Birds have the freedom, trespass with graceful ease,
Aquatic brutes of all kinds wander for suitable mates,
The holed earths weep with fossil fuel of tears,
The underneath natural gas escapes for their feast.

The ants are busy collecting the delicious dirty food in a hurry,
The tied bees with the strings of obedience, coated with honey,
The buds swell big to bloom as the beautiful fragrant flowers,
The prisoner's intelligence scheme to destroy this lock up.