The Guards Of The Gods And The People.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Guards are there in front of the palaces,
In Non violent temples at the entrance,
Thigh of the horses are fixed with the claws,
The perfect pedicure of polished nails glow,
The thorax and face of the human,
And a few have the breasts and the rest plain,
The wings are at the back steady to shoot,
The beak replaces the lips ready to poke,
The ears of the antlers that can hear,
To secure the kings and the Gods from the evils,
Something that can run fast as the horse,
Hold the preys as the eagles of the Lords,
Something that can fly as the birds,
And hear the noise from the distance in the dark,
Of all the additional features in the guards,
Human had retained their brain and the beauty,
At the threshold of ancient temples of,
A mystical land that is called as the mother land.