All Those.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

All those doors are opened,
All those windows are barren,
All those lights are on,
All those spirits are awake,

All those who have taught,
All those who have learned,
All those who have understood,
All those who stand near the front,

All those luxuries are simply celluloid,
All those hurt always bleed in silence,
All those seek always get what they want,
All those stress, fear, loneliness and tears,