Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The Clouded Hearts! - Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Glory to the stubbornly intelligent muse,
Frozen and sculptured as the pole less nose,
Spread over the sturdy barren and forest bosoms,
Stranded around in every selfish nation,
Chill as the dry ice in a season,
Warm as the hot chicks for a reason,
Roller-skate with no brakes and pistons,
Hide that peeping Tom's one eyed vision,
Have no papers to cross the borders,
Not proved anyone how to shoulder,
A few days journey and a few nights' board,
Free as the migrant birds, not as the brutes,
Whose heads are counted to get shocked,
During census, when get hot and broken,
Hail stones are showered as the bullets,
Thousands of innocents are stoned to death,
Not for their sins, but for the thawing of our thoughts.

Comments about The Clouded Hearts! by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

  • Wahab Abdul (1/23/2013 12:03:00 AM)

    yes, very sad situation you pull out with your keen observation, i like it (Report) Reply

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  • Savita Tyagi (1/22/2013 4:10:00 PM)

    Excellent! Painful and bitter observations of today's system. Intellectuals to ordinary all in the same rut accept few privilege one. Angry and hurt. Your writings are almost revolutionary. Love reading all your poems. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 22, 2013

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