Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

Plenty of food on the table,
plenty of restaurants that serve,
plenty of appetite that we have,
Eat and wash it with drinks soft and hard,
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She is an intelligent woman with pretty face,
Perfect crown, limbs and beautiful lips with gloss,
When she looked at the Middle East for oil,
The sultans sold the barren useless land, no toil,
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As long as the poor people are hungry,
Narcotic departments of certain countries,
Are active and on their toes.
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Just a bicycle to ride around this neighborhood,
Of six continents, mountains and thick woods,
A float underneath makes a hovercraft to sail,
Oceans of knowledge and wisdom parasail.
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He travels with the fastest speed,
Hugs her half naked body with greed,
She tilts at twenties and hides her poles,
she has the beauty pageant for him to drool.
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Not a planted tree to stay at a place,
Spreading the roots in underground space,
Looking for the sun to beg for the light,
Photosynthesis, reproduce and rot.
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Baby, you are soft and sleek,
Wearing cotton and linen dress,
Attiring security thread, so clear,
The soil's water mark, run over,
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Let us not bother who they are,
What beads they hold and tug in, to roar,
What places of worship they visit to declare,
What kind of robes they wear and fare.
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He sees her as the rainbow at the horizon of his heart,
Appear after slight squabbling drizzle, and the bright,
Shine of repenting smile goes through her, his love,
He sees her as the rainbow at the horizon of his heart.
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The withdrawing bees sit on the blooms,
Dusts of yellow fall and start to groom,
The prosecuted flowers, accused of waywardness,
The bees are brought to identify, the lady pregnant,
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