veeraiyah subbulakshmi

It's Very Hot - Poem by veeraiyah subbulakshmi

The fluffy clouds gone, not seen,
The clear blue sky barren and inviting,
The land is split and the grass is dry,
Fragile and golden as the old human,

Multiple finger nails from the rays,
Thirsty is the lips to soak with moisture,
Haunted are the plants, not enough water,
Shed the leaves, to send the precious,

Nectar to the stem to bloom to save the gene,
The sweat from the sky not salty,
But the water from the skin is salty,
The glass of water may quench the thirst,

The harsh summer arrives with the hammers,
To slash the will power of the flora,
The faunas hide and seek shelter,
Drowsy is their strong mind,

Pungent is their body scent,
The summer arrives with the harsh weapons,
The sand dust comfortably settles,
On every available space between,

Any two things, deserted countries,
Have the oil well to procure aircon,
Where shall we do from this sub continent?
The ruthless sun is at the worst reign…

The summer thirst never hits our heart,
people can be easily cheated with evening breeze..

Comments about It's Very Hot by veeraiyah subbulakshmi

  • Gold Star - 29,942 Points * Sunprincess * (3/5/2014 7:00:00 AM)

    .......thought is amazing how some places on the earth is very hot....when you think the earth is the same distance from the sun....suppose these places stay more in direct sunlight than other places....I must research this for some answers...awesome write... (Report) Reply

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  • Silver Star - 4,112 Points Diane Hine (3/2/2014 10:12:00 PM)

    An evening breeze is a temporary salve only. A significant poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 1, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 6, 2014

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