Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Poems

The cotton clouds gather slowly just above me,
Having gala storm and fireworks at half past three,
Grey veiled granny clouds join the young and white,
Just hide the Matron Sun and her blooms out of sight.
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We were standing alone in front of the school,
Where the kids would turn into adults soon,
Never ending useless home works and tests,
Projects, assignments and emotional issues,
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Not worn for many years,
Suddenly grown over sized,
The sleeves are hung from,
The shoulders, the junction,
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The rays of light carry the load,
To fall on our lens, protected with lids,
Thousands of living and non living,
Tasted the texture of fine linen,
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Why the old trees are felled,
To be the stock in the furniture mart,
When the stout stem is sliced,
Piece by piece to see the worth,
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The castle is built, slowly with the moments,
The foundation is deep, erected in the heart,
Year after year a floor, rising up to the air,
Rooms are a lot, furnished with souvenirs,
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What is your worth?
Is it as good as diamonds?
Cut and polished,
To have been displayed,
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Yesterday had gone quiet,
Tomorrow will arrive at our feet,
I don’t bother about the yesterdays,
I won’t bother about the tomorrows,
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When you walk on the red carpet with shoes laced with corrupt cattle dung,
When you stand near the podium with forgotten script and in cloudy mind,
When you promised to be the leader with unfulfilled plans,
Before you realize, the same people who loved you, will ridicule you.
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The warmness spread through the thoughtless mind,
To make the fist size machine not to pound,
The rhythm of music in the closet of the chest,
The tip toe dance of the victorious trend,
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