Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

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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A needle and some thread to sew the torn trousers,
A heart to share the umbrella while it rains,
A town hall that not switch off the street lights at midnight,
Some coconut oil to spread on the slipper less sore feet,
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Be proud to be who you are,
Be proud to have the shades of color,
Shroud of doubts to clear,
Seeds of hope to plant and prosper,
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Hands are full, when left alone to care,
As the duties call them to the fighting fare,
To the oil rigs and to the distant blooms,
Responsibilities rest on these petite shoulders,
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A single flower bloomed,
from the misty rainbow,
So beautiful and smooth,
as the silky satin skin,
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The soldiers in the borders, brave to hold the gun,
The loved ones at home, very insecure in notion,
The day he left carrying the gunny sack,
The heavy boots and heart, none failed to look,
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Freedom in our land not gives us enough food,
Freedom in our land not has enough work,
Freedom in our land creates the lazy cowards,
Freedom in our land not worth to have power of people,
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These babies get naughtier day by day,
Not hearing me and loving me any way,
When it rains, she runs out to play,
When it shines, she likes to sunbathe,
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The garden of fragrant flowers,
Saw her running towards, orders,
The buds to bloom and disperse,
The scent to her perfumed hair,
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How am I related to you when I steal from you?
I am a thief, you are a victim and I cheat you.
How is she related to him when she sells her body to him?
She is a business woman, he is her customer,
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