veeraiyah subbulakshmi

veeraiyah subbulakshmi Poems

1321. We Have Everything In India 2/25/2012
1322. We Haven'T Lost It Completely 4/16/2013
1323. We Haven'T Messed Up Enough! 12/17/2012
1324. We Know How To Ask Questions 3/26/2013
1325. We Need To Change! 10/28/2012
1326. We Salute You, Appa @ Daddy. 2/4/2012
1327. We Share Our Grandfathers! ! 5/17/2012
1328. We Will Be Left Alone 12/19/2011
1329. We Will Learn From You 6/8/2013
1330. We.. 2/10/2012
1331. Weak Human 6/27/2013
1332. Weep, Baby, Weep 3/19/2013
1333. Weeping May Make You Weak 7/18/2013
1334. What A Life Is It? 2/10/2012
1335. What Am I? 1/2/2014
1336. What Are We Longing For? 8/21/2012
1337. What Are We Waiting For? 2/22/2013
1338. What Are You? 1/14/2013
1339. What Did I Do? 2/1/2012
1340. What Do We Need? -new- 1/27/2016
1341. What Else Shall We Do? 4/3/2013
1342. What Has Done It? 3/12/2014
1343. What Have You Thought Of Me? 4/10/2013
1344. What Is A Wallet Meant For 5/30/2013
1345. What Is Democracy? 7/18/2012
1346. What Is Good And What Is Bad? 2/20/2014
1347. What Is Lust? 3/13/2012
1348. What Is Next? 3/14/2013
1349. What Is Peace? 11/23/2013
1350. What Is That? 4/19/2012
1351. What Is Wrong With My Country? 7/9/2013
1352. What Is Your Main Job? 7/20/2013
1353. What Shall We Do? 9/24/2015
1354. What You Say May Not What You Mean 3/25/2013
1355. What's Up, Dude... 8/29/2014
1356. When Awaiting For The Lovedones.. 1/16/2014
1357. When Hearts Are Near, People Whisper! 8/1/2012
1358. When I Fail To See 12/20/2011
1359. When I See The Flowers.. 6/2/2013
1360. When In Love.. 1/21/2015
Best Poem of veeraiyah subbulakshmi

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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My Muse! !

Behind me there is a phantom,
munching some juicy sewing gum,
never noticed it when I was young.
Never bothered it when I was bold,

Behind me there is a phantom,
Armored with feathers of pins,
not my friend, but it says I am its,
pain can be coated: muse not,

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