Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

Set the stage for us to dance,
The backdrops are real, but gone,
With winking of our long frown,
The changes are imminent and flown,
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What is wrong with us being born as the girls,
What is wrong with them having the equals,
They want a mother, wives and daughters,
To hide from the eyes of the strangers,
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Are the eyes, the entrance,
to the passage of lust?
Affairs of estranged people,
started with glancing,
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They have doubted you many times,
When the untimely flood robs the hope,
The earthquake that ruins the hard work,
Their prayers are answered in the opposite,
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The veil in front of me,
Changes its cosmic colors,
I am always misguided,
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We will rise up, how hard we are hit,
We will build back; better than the lost,
We will stand closer; tighter than ever,
We have prayed to the Lord, the same destroyer.
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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,
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They are inseparable, the moment he reclines,
Not only on the bed, also on the couch and seating,
Not only in the middle of the dark nights,
Where the star attached to the sky prop,
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How many stories are told,
Without splitting of the lips,
Showing of the perfect teeth,
Hands are not lifted up,
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Go away; go away, if you want,
Just sway to the new flaunt,
You aren't the only one to haunt,
Millions have done and got astound.
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