Give me some space for me to be safe,
Nowhere else, but in your tiny hearts,
I will make it as gorgeous as it should be,
I will keep it clean as the sky above the clouds,
Where stars and satellites have their routes,
Overhauling not needed as it will be maintained,
I may make it to run as fast as it can,
Without anything but my presence,
I may make it a pleasant place,
For the guests to arrive and enjoy,
I may make you all well kept,
The rest of your generations to loft,
Strip yourselves naked, leaving all tying,
Send the notes, scribbled with lying,
To be discarded to have the serenity,
Let us make love without fear and doubts,
Let us kiss, until our knees go strong,
Let us have babies that speak of wisdom,
The knowledge of modern human is in the rostrum.
You are really the great Veeraiyah subbulakshmi. Very good poem. Let us have babies that speak of wisdom. thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, all the babies been born are our future leaders.