Everything Is Provided To Me.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Everything is provided to me,
The pleasure of enjoying this faded lea,
That is scribbled with silent radio nuclei,
Dormant, still waiting for the shopping spree,
The shower of water falls below the eye brows,
The clueless fiction that extends its suspense,
The thorns poked sneakers and the heart,
The pack of sticks that is called as the brooms,
To sweep away the dirt and look for the diamonds,
The pearls of tears sprinkled as the rain drops,
To cleanse the karmic acts yet to be settled,
Everything is provided to me from the decree of thee.