Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

He was just seventeen and four months,
The son of the humble peasant,
Recruited to be the cook in the barracks, but,
Given two grenades to destroy two machine guns,
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even if we are not destined,
even if we have no opportunity,
even if we are constantly deleted,
to go and rest in the recycle bin.....
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When a sweater is knitted,
The knots are gathered,
When the future is knitted,
The knots have to be removed,
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I had an adult in me when I was a child,
The life’s cruel experiences had taught,
Very cruel lessons when I was just five,
Never played with toys, though I had many,
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Should an enemy be in the friend's list?
Should an enemy be in the ban's list?
When the enemy is in the friend's list,
Either the enemy is dubious or a friend,
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The serpent was in front of me,
But a real king Cobra, so slim,
Sparkling with bluish tint,
Scales glittered with no attempts,
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All day you toil,
Get yourself soiled,
With responsibilities,
Worries and love,
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If someone is full of love and constant care,
He wouldn't have given the human the tests,
Tests of various kinds, a few without food,
To check how they stay calm hiding their weep,
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I was born from the womb of a lioness,
In the shed of buffalo, dipped in tropical water,
A distant dream to my enterprising parents,
They wanted a different thing, not as mine,
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Having the dark secrets,
Can’t reveal to anyone,
When the true colors are exposed,
Who will respect this culprit?
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