Free And Easy.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

They never sucked our lips,
To collect all those words,
Those are saved in our stores,
The way we shake our feeble hips,

When we are excited and unavailable,
Behind the firewall, at the brim of hot tear cup,
Enigmatic is not our tensile thought,
Where they hang their planks to sway to enjoy,

Thousands of miles of vast oceans and land,
The other side they sit to read our rococo mind,
A few think that it is too decorative,
Not at all nice to their flat taste bud,

Taste may differ in different circumstance,
The same mouth once we kissed and loved,
Not tasty any more as we have picked another taste,
Tasting of the mind can’t be kept in this mortal porch,

It is very different and may melt the souls to prolong,
The journey can’t be unperformed, have to board,
Not the cargo of others but of our own, back packed,
Wishing and hurting are two different balls,

Which one we choose, is all in our reflections,
let us Keep our pages open, golden letters are shown,
Years of hard work, easy to get legally and digest,
Let us like the lips of the pens and tips at the fingers,
Millions of beautiful angelic designs on our framework…