veeraiyah subbulakshmi


I Am An Inmate.. - Poem by veeraiyah subbulakshmi

The bluish green emerald prison is very admirably vast,
Following the regular and strict routine with masks,
The guards at the every entrance with stamps,
Deface the beautiful fresh pages with the kiss.

Birds have the freedom, trespass with graceful ease,
Aquatic brutes of all kinds wander for suitable mates,
The holed earths weep with fossil fuel of tears,
The underneath natural gas escapes for their feast.

The ants are busy collecting the delicious dirty food in a hurry,
The bees are tied with the strings of obedience, coated with honey,
The buds wombs swell big to bloom as the beautiful fragrant flowers,
The prisoner’s intelligence increases to scheme to destroy this lock up.


Comments about I Am An Inmate.. by veeraiyah subbulakshmi

  • Gold Star - 30,658 Points Gajanan Mishra (12/25/2013 7:59:00 PM)

    wonderful descriptions, I love it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 26, 2013


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