veeraiyah subbulakshmi


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  • Jose Guevara (3/21/2012 6:54:00 PM)

    I just read the first eleven poems. i like their heaviness, their earthy tones. I like how they shed light over scenes not yet familiar to me, though I've seen these scenes' equivalents. I look forward to reading the rest of the poems. They are similar to the my writings. Thanks for the invitation.

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  • Rajendran Muthiah (3/9/2012 12:37:00 AM)

    In every one of your poems, you convey an important message to the society in a humorous way.

  • Pragnesh Kanabar (3/7/2012 3:51:00 AM)

    Great thought and persuades the reader to take the initiative.... I see lots of similarities in our thoughts mam...

  • Rajendran Muthiah (1/1/2012 7:29:00 AM)

    The poor are docile to suffer in silence in a democracy. The religious and caste majority dictates and at times unlawful in democracy. The minority has no strength to stand up and fight.Democracy is unsuiatable for a caste or religion based society. The voice of this poet is the voice of the poor. Each of her poem vouchsafes this fact.
    The plight of the poor is explained in rhyming lines. Hats off!

  • Rajendran Muthiah (1/1/2012 7:09:00 AM)

    Having garbage collected in our body and soul, we are remnants of waste.Every stanza gives new images and ideas. The first two lines in the second stanza depict clearly the rational thoughts of the poetess.
    Very good poem indeed!

  • Rajendran Muthiah (1/1/2012 6:57:00 AM)

    We should be thrifty to give what we can to the homeless. This truth is brought out in a nice way. The social consciousness of the poetess is
    beautifully delineated. The cars that carry none too disturb the sleep of the homeless. Wonderful poem on this title.

We Will Be Left Alone

We are left alone as babies in the cradle,
We are left alone as riders on the saddle,
We are left alone as debtors to the dismay,
We are left alone as candidates to convey.

The parents leave us alone when we are young,
Then we leave them alone when they are old,
When sorrow keeps us alone, it is too sad,
When the lifeless form is left alone, it is not bad.

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