Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi


I Am An Insane..Aren't You? - Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

What is owned on this earth, not ours,
though we have the titles to disown and deliver,
In the whole universe, where do we belong,
as the earth shines as a dot in the celestial venue,

Is the happiest, the sage without clothes? Then,
The saddest are the ones who have the most when,
firecrackers have made so much noises and tear,
the filament that connect the hearts of men and martyr,

Our doorway is clean and guarded by the canines,
no one will bother until it comes to our dining hall,
the closets where we keep our treasures are looted,
the soft heart that speaks in a very voice, can't scream.

Day by day our children grow taller, picking up,
the words of wonders and scenes of blunders,
the hills are abandoned, so no one to sermon,
what to get out of Cards filled dignity and its insanity..

Topic(s) of this poem: children, humanity, war, war and peace, women, women empowerment

Form: Free Verse


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 18, 2016



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