Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi


Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

1481. Scarry Moment.. 7/29/2012
1482. Eye Can'T Lie! 8/14/2012
1483. A Bow And An Arrow.. 8/24/2012
1484. Drive Safely. 10/6/2012
1485. Love Your Enemies! 11/29/2012
1486. Obesity 3/18/2013
1487. You Are My Housekeeper! 1/24/2013
1488. Please Acknowledge, Dear Friends.. 6/16/2013
1489. The Natural Disaster.. 10/2/2014
1490. Poverty. 1/19/2014
1491. The Climate Change.. 1/24/2014
1492. A Heart Full Of Love... 11/24/2014
1493. My Little Butterfly.. 1/23/2015
1494. Abundance And Scarcity 12/23/2013
1495. The Anger Management.. 9/9/2013
1496. The Bugs 4/10/2013
1497. Let The Flower Bloom! 3/5/2013
1498. The Knots 11/21/2012
1499. A Snail In The Rain! 9/14/2012
1500. Why Do Mosquitoes Spread Dengue Fever? 3/8/2012
1501. The Life In Boarding School... 2/26/2014
1502. Baby Dumping In The World! 9/17/2012
1503. Are We Mute To Say No To War? 9/14/2012
1504. I Am Being Watched.. 3/19/2012
1505. The River Of Words.. 5/31/2013
1506. Bold And Beautiful! 1/1/2013
1507. Our Scream For Nothing 3/13/2015
1508. The House Of Joy! 11/7/2012
1509. The Playground. 4/15/2012
1510. The Story Of A River! 9/6/2012
1511. We Have Everything In India 2/25/2012
1512. The Books 5/26/2012
1513. Money And Humanity.. 7/7/2013

Comments about Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

  • Rajendran Muthiah Rajendran Muthiah (4/12/2012 9:27:00 AM)

    A heroic tale of escape of a dauntless soul (from the burning jungles of Africa?) is delineated in brave new words. The soul flies away with great awareness. Your heart rejuvenates after every heart breaking incident.
    That is why your comments are roars of an emancipated soul of a wounded lion.

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  • Jose Guevara (3/21/2012 6:54:00 PM)

    I just read the first eleven poems. i like their heaviness, their earthy tones. I like how they shed light over scenes not yet familiar to me, though I've seen these scenes' equivalents. I look forward to reading the rest of the poems. They are similar to the my writings. Thanks for the invitation.

  • Rajendran Muthiah Rajendran Muthiah (3/9/2012 12:37:00 AM)

    In every one of your poems, you convey an important message to the society in a humorous way.

  • Pragnesh Kanabar (3/7/2012 3:51:00 AM)

    Great thought and persuades the reader to take the initiative.... I see lots of similarities in our thoughts mam...

  • Rajendran Muthiah Rajendran Muthiah (1/1/2012 7:29:00 AM)

    The poor are docile to suffer in silence in a democracy. The religious and caste majority dictates and at times unlawful in democracy. The minority has no strength to stand up and fight.Democracy is unsuiatable for a caste or religion based society. The voice of this poet is the voice of the poor. Each of her poem vouchsafes this fact.
    The plight of the poor is explained in rhyming lines. Hats off!

  • Rajendran Muthiah Rajendran Muthiah (1/1/2012 7:09:00 AM)

    Having garbage collected in our body and soul, we are remnants of waste.Every stanza gives new images and ideas. The first two lines in the second stanza depict clearly the rational thoughts of the poetess.
    Very good poem indeed!

  • Rajendran Muthiah Rajendran Muthiah (1/1/2012 6:57:00 AM)

    We should be thrifty to give what we can to the homeless. This truth is brought out in a nice way. The social consciousness of the poetess is
    beautifully delineated. The cars that carry none too disturb the sleep of the homeless. Wonderful poem on this title.

Best Poem of Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Money And Humanity..

Thousands of years of life,
In the small huts beside the rivers,
The rain has no power,
The wind has no power,
The sun has no power,
The flood has no power,
The drought has no power,
To destroy our bonds,
The waves from the west,
Carrying the seeds of their culture,
Spreading fast in our lands,
Let us hold our hands strong,
To weed them out to save our bonds,
Of love in our hearts,
We have survived all those calamities,
That came from the East,
Though we sacrificed a few siblings,
This wave is very strong,
Come on boys and...

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We Will Be Left Alone

We are left alone as babies in the cradle,
We are left alone as riders on the saddle,
We are left alone as debtors to the dismay,
We are left alone as candidates to convey.

The parents leave us alone when we are young,
Then we leave them alone when they are old,
When sorrow keeps us alone, it is too sad,
When the lifeless form is left alone, it is not bad.

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