Travel.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Keep quiet and you have boarded,
This One way vessel, not on your desire,
None bothers you if you are hostile and impatient,
None bothers you if you are too agitated to alight,
While traveling at seventy thousands miles per hour speed,
Circling around the sun to face the uniform seasons,
This vessel is stable rotating on its axis with thousand miles,
Per hour speed, what a travel it is that we can’t feel the motion,
Sitting comfortably in the house, one has become hostile,
Another one has become impatient, another one has,
The vision for another million years of making love with passion,
Sit straight and lean back on your chairs keeping your senses sharp,
Peeping is not allowed, holding the paper to hide the face,
Is forbidden and just pose for the picture to take the passport,
Our relative will keep it as a souvenir, the moment we exit,
Until then keep your tongue tied and let it be released,
To speak the good words and point out the bad,
Let someone’s heart not be scared with the twisting of it,
Glory be with us as the truth is distanced cousin of evil and hell.