veeraiyah subbulakshmi


The Mother Tongue Of Cupid - Poem by veeraiyah subbulakshmi

Are you the mother tongue of the cupid?
Speaking too soft with no hitches found,
Breeze can be shy of your subtle movement,
When you pass through the human and weapon.

Drooping of the eyes and the sagging of shoulders,
Beating of the hearts and weakening of the knee caps,
Fluttering of the wings on the sides of brain stems,
Words are hard to conceive, the drowsy is the notion.

When you enter my heart, wherever I put you in use,
Are you the mother tongue of the cupid?
No other emotions are in need, laughing to the bad jokes,
All these are possible, when I learn the mother tongue of the cupid.


Comments about The Mother Tongue Of Cupid by veeraiyah subbulakshmi

  • Gold Star - 10,063 Points Heather Wilkins (7/2/2013 6:05:00 PM)

    are you the mother tongue of cupid. nice. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 347 Points David Wood (6/29/2013 5:54:00 AM)

    A delightful poem. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 7,692 Points Tirupathi Chandrupatla (6/28/2013 10:36:00 AM)

    Words are hard to conceive, the drowsy is the notion
    Is that why it is the mother tongue of the cupid? Beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,860 Points Dave Walker (6/27/2013 5:41:00 PM)

    A fantastic poem, like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, June 28, 2013


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