Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

Man not changed,
the aim of water,
through his invention,
by pumping it up>
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I have wrapped YOU in the softest blanket,
Of love, affection and affiliation: to be kept,
In the safe soul of my well maintained heart,
That chants and sings lullaby for YOUR comfort.
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You have come in my dreams,
While I have the nap and sleep,
You have the perfect smile and,
Laughing eyes, gelled hair and,
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mothers of our nations produce babies,
to send them as immigrant workers:
work at the plantation to yield,
toil at the construction field,
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Calling the grandparents,
May make them happy,
When calling itself a problem,
How to make them happy?
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The slaves you have for your peace of mind,
Neither known to you nor shown to them in love handcuff,
The pact is very hard to untie to get reconnected,
The slave in you always hoax you to get humbled,
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What a place it is,
People feel the peace,
The whole body is inflamed,
Keel joints are jammed,
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Down the lane away from the river,
The council’s flats and the shouts,
The children don’t know to speak,
In a low voice, as their screams and screech,
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Tell me a lie that I am beautiful,
And I can be happy just for a while,
Tell him a lie that he is smart,
And he can be proud just for a second,
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Betrayal is part of life,
We are left alone to get shocked,
The words from the mouths,
Of unknown and loved ones,
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