Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

The morning was still,
With empty vacant shells,
All the promises of a coward,
Implemented to witness the result.
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I have the dogs and the plants,
I have the healthy dogs and the battered plants,
I have the playful dogs and a few uprooted shrubs,
I have the loyal dogs, but spoil all my hope,
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If noodles have the mouth,
It may cry in pain,
For the process of elongation,
From the simple dough,
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Where have I lost myself, my sweet heart?
Is it when you talked with me wise?
You wanted to go to the register office,
After I touched your heart, so,
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There is a group of people,
Gather after much persuasion,
The faces are not yet fierce,
But unpredictable,
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The flowers that secreting perfumes,
May not want to smell the dirt,
In which the plants are rooted,
Underneath, the decaying process,
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Whenever I see the people,
Those play with the dope,
Sitting on the high chair,
Sipping in little by little,
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The head and the lungs,
And the heart is not seen,
Can’t feel anything, that surface,
Except the breeze on the exposed face,
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I am a young shepherdess,
Following a budding shepherd,
He is in blue, wearing white,
I am tainted white with no clue,
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I am waiting behind you,
Watching what you do,
You have to no eyes at the back,
But my eyes can see your deeds and you,
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