Home Grown Pasture.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Home Grown Pasture..



Searching for the guidance, clearing the rubbles,
Looking for clues, removing all tiny and big obstacles,
Longing for eternal love, feeding all those bees,
Voyages and journeys done, weathering to the life,

Construed stones turn to be the dazzling diamonds,
Shiny metallic luxury metamorphose into calamity,
Separated body and the soul have their own mind,
Oceans in between, peeping through windows for comfort,

The sweat that feed the roots of intellectuals, dried,
The tears that shed to grow crops of best tools, lost,
The hope that lay upon the young mind, gone,
The distant pasture looks very green, many left,

Salute those who still stay with the piercing eyes,
Seeds of greed and pain not yet planted to cry,
The great will power that nurture our hearts many years,
Though we are poor, still in dirt, never give up the faith.

never realized while searching, we lay the path,
never realized while looking, we hold the torch,
never realized while longing, we satisfy the needs,
never realized while traveling, we spread the truth.

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