Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

1. A Bag Of Air! 10/11/2012
2. A Bait And I. 4/16/2012
3. A Bird In The Left: The Heart.. 11/8/2013
4. A Bit More! 11/11/2012
5. A Book. 5/26/2012
6. A Bottle Full Of Love! 12/21/2012
7. A Bow And An Arrow.. 8/24/2012
8. A Broken Heart Always Weeps.. 6/10/2013
9. A Butterfly Girl! 12/20/2012
10. A Butterfly Story.. 1/3/2014
11. A Castle In The Heart.. 12/8/2013
12. A Ceremony On The Bed! 12/5/2012
13. A Challenge 7/31/2013
14. A Child From The Rain Forest! 12/31/2012
15. A Child In A Man 7/16/2012
16. A Child's Mother.. 5/9/2015
17. A Crime Of Passion 6/4/2013
18. A Cup With A Confidence Hole.. 1/5/2014
19. A Daughter's Plea.. 6/13/2012
20. A Dawn.. 12/30/2013
21. A December Morning In My Village! 12/28/2012
22. A Dramatic Lover.. 10/31/2014
23. A Dream Of Rainbow.. 12/13/2014
24. A Drop 3/10/2012
25. A Failed Human 7/8/2015
26. A Few People.. 8/1/2013
27. A Few Rotten Apples.. 6/21/2013
28. A Few Words.. 1/8/2014
29. A Fox In Us! 12/4/2012
30. A Fresh Graduate With A Scholar Tag 12/23/2011
31. A Fruitfly! 11/8/2012
32. A Gagged Mind 4/26/2013
33. A Garden Of Stars Above Our Heads! 10/20/2012
34. A Gem In Us 2/2/2012
35. A Girl And Her Wish. 4/13/2012
36. A Glass Of Oceans.. 10/8/2014
37. A Glow Worm And A Firefly 10/4/2012
38. A Hand And A Phone 3/13/2013
39. A Hand In Need! 8/3/2012
40. A Heart Full Of Love... 11/24/2014
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A Book.

Shelves of books with variant topics:
Medicine, Engineering and comics,
Languages, Management and Marketing,
Tourism, Text books and Computing,
House hold, Carpentry and plumbing,
Trucks, Driving and operating.
Must choose one to taste,
Read regularly to last,
A full term of life and love,
Nourish it with the dose of care,
Can buy it from the stores,
That sells New, second hand and old,
When the new book is bought,
The smell itself fresh and great,
To remember for the life throughout,
Keep it as a Holy book and enjoy,
When the ...

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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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