Our Fuel Supply Is Depleting! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The depth of oceans is known,
The depth of passion is unknown,
The fist size ravenous heart holds,
Oceans size illusions and needs.

Thousands of butterflies on the skin,
Hundreds of rainbow in the mind,
Angels of heavens alight with delight,
Mythical unicorn is on flight with no fright.

Wingless thoughts scale up the height,
Pass through the continents to the universe,
Gaseous balls and landed dolls afloat,
Nothing is found anywhere to greet.

Fuels of individuality finishes,
Other fuel of cheap kind scarce,
Learn to walk down the stairs,
Throw away the heavy gadgets.

The depth of oceans is known,
The depth of passion is unknown,
The fist size ravenous heart holds,
Oceans size illusions and needs.