Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

I am the shore,
Where the waves hit,
Sometimes in slow motion,
To ease my uneasy feelings,
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Rose, when you bloom and still fresh,
Enjoy the admirers, who look at you,
The texture on your attire so subtle,
Though a few pimples are found as dews,
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The cute and small flowers of Neem,
Taste as bitter as the bitter guard,
These drop as the yellow snowflakes on the ground,
In the month of April and May, making the velvety carpet,
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The wars have to be won cunningly,
The wars of hearts and the nations,
The war against the evil and the virus load,
The researchers are stationed in poor neighborhood,
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To seek the truth, the heart should be clean,
Not congested with clogs of fatty doctrines,
Open the eyes wide and not be afraid of the reprimand,
And it is as bright as the sunshine and as true as the breath,
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Where is it?
We have misplaced it,
Taken out from the heart,
And the mind to the mint,
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Let the babies sleep in the love of their homes,
Cold and warm: the comfortable dorms,
Of deep holes, nests, hives and pouches,
In the mouth of sharp teethed kind prisons,
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The sun can’t melt me with his nuclear fusion,
The wind can’t uproot me from his turbo function,
The moon can’t show her rainbows with her refraction,
The oxide of Hydrogen has the ineffective electrons,
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If I were the Iron and left by the teary ocean,
I would rust and lose my strength with the passion,
the love and affinity for the burning deceitful Oxygen.
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Facing the destination of north,
My mind is in mirth,
The Direction is aptly worth,
To get rid of all these dirt.
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