Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

The memory dances to the tune of the wind,
The energy elevates with hormonal scent,
Solo dancers start to dance in their dreams,
Climes change the temperature as the streams,
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Stay at home safely, we pray for you every minute,
Leave you alone with the company of media's infinity,
Child, be brave to take care of yourself, as there is no devil,
And angel to harm and protect you, the home you dwell,
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Runs to you without stopping,
As a child just starts walking,
Are you the one, composed the tune,
That plays in his mind and are you the one,
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The house becomes a home,
When the hearts play the same,
Music of symphony to accommodate,
Various flowers in a bouquet,
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Life is tough for every single flower,
that has to endure the mighty power,
Life is tough for every single flower,
that has to do it alone over and over.
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I am looking at the sky,
there are no star flowers,
who has plucked all those flowers?
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If it were a glass of water,
It can be evaporated or,
It can be frozen for ever.
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A curd woman carries a pot of yogurt that drips on her moon forehead
The crystal white droplets drench the old soul, shouts, "yogurt,
Fresh yogurt, churned butter, anyone wants to buy? ",
Vegetable man pushes his cart, full of colorful vitamin vegetables,
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Every girl likes to have a friend to share the heart and the secrets,
Secrets of heartaches, deep thoughts, dirty jokes and tryst,
As the colors of rainbow after the short and fast rain,
That pours into the roots of the plant to proclaim,
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Can't roll on the bed,
when the feeling gets on.
Touch that part,
that plays the tart.
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