Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

When unemployed,
Why the desires are desired more?
Why the more worries are worried?
Why the needs are increased?
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The magnificent cities are built,
The darkness of nature chased out,
Under the glorious man made lights,
The darkness of evil erupts.
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For the fear,
of being ridiculed,
questioned and insulted,
for the mistakes,
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Do I have to work hard,
To climb up the steep stairs,
Panting and skirting are the rules,
The destination still unknown,
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When you are too rigid, you can be broken,
Please don't tell that I am the reason.
When you are too viscous, you can be the grease,
Spread between two surfaces, in hinges and bolts and nuts,
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At last the day has come for you all to decide,
Whom you like the most and want to elect,
Republicans speak the theory of convenience,
Completely forgot the cause of their creation,
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As my happiness is within you,
I can't be happy without you.
Happiness is dormant as the seeds do,
While waiting for the climate to sprout,
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My heart is not sculptured resembling your face,
Still it says your name seventy two times,
A minute, the love flows through the four chambers,
Looking for your heart that is safe as the deposit,
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Do you think that my heart is made of metal,
For you to bang and put into the furnace and melt to mold,
The heart of same design customize to your desires,
To keep me as the loyal being just near your dirty heart?
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When the storm of doubts, ill will and fate,
Blow harder than ever for me to get uproot,
Let me stay still or be flexible to the tunes at least,
Not to lose my griping integrity from the soil not to exit,
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