Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Million Years Old Water. - Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Water that I drink from the tap,
either chlorinated or just cleaner than clean.
Water that I drink from the filter,
chlorinated but not filtered appropriately.
Water that I drink from the stand pipe,
has lime residue and smell of the bleach.
Water that take from the well,
contaminated with pollutants of various grade.
Water that I scoop from the pit,
has the color and germs of its own.

Comments about Million Years Old Water. by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

  • Akhtar Jawad (9/29/2015 3:44:00 AM)

    Yes, we shall ourselves bring a dooms day not the nature. A great poem. (Report) Reply

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  • (2/11/2012 3:58:00 AM)

    Like it, a fantastic poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 11, 2012

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