Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

What is good and what is bad,
When the whores look for the weak,
When the drunkard salivate for alcohol,
When the smokers inhale the carcinogenic dust,
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Life is very simple,
When you love yourself,
Love is very simple,
When your heart is not driven by others,
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A tall, slim and brown boy from Tamil Nadu,
Sold his ancestral home to go to England,
Pockets of Tamarind rice he didn’t need any more,
Bottles of ancient pickles in his mind,
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An old flame, once hot and affirm,
Spreading the gentle galore of fortune,
One possesses abundant, not known,
Tips of the fingers and the toes are just a form,
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The fresh and young grape vines,
Spread on your tender heart loving,
As the day and night of the earth,
I stay in your mind as your twin soul.
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The papers in the diary get fresher each year,
With a new cyclic symbol and the next number,
Four seasons impersonator, bubble tea confectioner,
Freshly painted elevator, with wet and dry sign barrier,
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Beneath the barren high ways
Broken bones laid in peace,
Tears never shed by anything,
Cries never heard by anyone.
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Why do you sing and wing at me?
Why do you hiss and wish at me?
Why do you come out late in the evening?
Why do you make me sick in the morning?
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Would you allot me a lot in your mind,
To be the sole proprietor of my prospect,
To treat me as you treat yourself,
To protect me as you protect yourself,
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I am searching for you everywhere,
But I haven't found you, though I am aware,
That I wouldn't find you, how much I cry,
And how hard and often I pray.
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