Short Selling.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Short Selling..

Rating: 4.5


I want to steal your heart,
As it is made of pure gold,
Not any metal mixed to be alloyed,
To carry the emotion bags with experience,
Of fidgety hands and shaking thighs,
Easily not to be ashed with burning fire,
That is kind enough to be gentle and never,
Flirts with any characters of compound,
Exist as pure as the thin sands of the soul,
That glitter as the stars in the land’s depth,
Aqua regia is my powerful desire to dissolve you,
To lose your weakness of prestigious element,
For a while to take away from the fan fare,
Where you are treated as the whore,
To lure the punters to ride on your back,
Thousands of years have exited, thousands,
Yet to arrive, please let me steal your pure heart,
And dissolve you forever for the welfare of my weak thought,
And let me have the name that is named after your fame,
When your heart still pumps the elixir of love,
Think of me for a second, I will be there with a dove,
To break your bond of affinity to cling to the prosperous,
And paint you in the chips to reach the hands of everyone,
Who knows not that they own you in small layers,
On their laps, where you can feel the warmth,
Of the fathers, who are the kings in their homes,
You may have the little prince and princesses,
As the play mates and a loving mother to keep you safe.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Wood 13 June 2013

Love is a many splenfid thing. A delightful poem. Thanks.

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Gajanan Mishra 13 June 2013

O, loving one, thanks. Please read my new poems.

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