veeraiyah subbulakshmi


The Mother Tongue Of Cupid


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.

Submitted: Thursday, June 27, 2013
Edited: Friday, June 28, 2013

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