Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The Garden Of Eden. - Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The house becomes a home,
When the hearts play the same,
Music of symphony to accommodate,
Various flowers in a bouquet,
Same or different colored, arranged,
In the wet responsible sponged basket,
Different blossoms of different sizes,
Shades, length and textures,
It looks pleasant to the viewers,
A family makes a home sweeter,
The hearts connect all as wires,
Harmony has to pass through,
To lit the light of life and love,
Caring others is the only switch,
To keep the home in a high niche,
Lack of responsibility dries up,
The life in a family, the hatred,
In words and deeds disconnect,
The flow of peace in our destiny,
Each one of us love our family,
More than we love ourselves,
The earth will be the Garden of Eden,
Where the satanic snake no more hidden..

Comments about The Garden Of Eden. by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

  • Valsa George (7/2/2012 7:24:00 AM)

    YES, home sweet home! ! Where else can we find a better haven....! ! a nice poem! (Report) Reply

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  • Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar (4/26/2012 2:30:00 AM)

    a well conceived poem of merit (Report) Reply

  • (4/17/2012 11:35:00 AM)

    and we are all family! outstanding poem! (Report) Reply

  • Rajendran Muthiah (4/15/2012 5:26:00 PM)

    I thought that the title of the poem would be taking me to some hills and rills and making me to hark into a park.
    But you have made it a point that a happy family in a happy home is the garden of Eden.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 15, 2012

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