Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

The memory birds are still young,
Chirping day and night all along,
Quiet and salubrious in the nest,
Healthy and happy all the while
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On the way back home, they think of them,
They buy something for their valentines,
A cup cake and a cute bucket of ice cream,
Their Valentine like these items the most,
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The hibernating white and colored bears,
Suddenly poked to wake up in jitters,
Long time never hurt the on lookers,
Digesting the last heavy meal in slumber,
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When there are so many flowers bloom,
I always want to look at the thorns,
And the pain which spring out tears,
When there are so many boxes of gifts,
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Beat them not in the lock up,
Beat them not in the custody,
Punch them not in the stomach,
smash them not on the head.
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Man not changed,
the aim of water,
through his invention,
by pumping it up>
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I have wrapped YOU in the softest blanket,
Of love, affection and affiliation: to be kept,
In the safe soul of my well maintained heart,
That chants and sings lullaby for YOUR comfort.
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You have come in my dreams,
While I have the nap and sleep,
You have the perfect smile and,
Laughing eyes, gelled hair and,
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mothers of our nations produce babies,
to send them as immigrant workers:
work at the plantation to yield,
toil at the construction field,
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Calling the grandparents,
May make them happy,
When calling itself a problem,
How to make them happy?
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