Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

someone has caught the lightening,
Dressed up with the clouds dressing,
Let them walk on the streets as the earth ling,
They get shocked at each other in a second,
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We have no room,
We have no shame,
We have the night blanket,
The innocent children sleep,
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Each rainbow that forms in the horizon,
Says the story of tears and cry in the bosom,
Of every victorious human, who goes for shopping,
Pushing the trolley, touching all materials all along,
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These cosmetic people are gorgeous,
Showing their perfectly made up powerful eye brows,
These clamorously robed people are wonderful,
Reading from the notes that are approved,
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Shall we play a few famous games, dear child?
Look at that moon that is wild,
When you run, it follows you,
When you stop, you will stop it too,
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I know you are waiting outside,
You can’t open my heart with your false pride,
You may have the right key and the password,
You may have the legal card to swipe,
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The comforting soul that beats your hearts,
Caresses my weak thought to seek the truth,
The drying of the watery caves with right words,
The depressive mosses, fungi and algae are simply gone,
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The symbols are left everywhere,
On the path of our ancestors voyage,
The banyan trees are few hundred years old,
Tied with colorful threads to fulfill our wish,
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Look at me once with your succeeding eyes,
Not even have to turn your generous head,
Swiping your eyes on my feebly weak limps,
Brushing and polishing of my conceptualized mouth,
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A rainbow at the horizon,
Wears the strands of hues in attention,
Not an inch of spatial difference,
Compacted in the disciplined effervescence,
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