Seek! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

When I have a few minutes free time,
To not to think about the tasks of routine,
My thought jumps to the quiet home,
Where my parents, spouse and children,
Are around, I may need the pat on the shoulder,
The hug from the mother, a kiss from the spouse,
The affectionate grant from the kids, the heaven,
On the earth, a few minutes gone, reality sucks,
Work load on the table, in the site and the mind,
To mint the coins and print the currencies,
Loads of profits have to be repeated for the hearts,
To beat faster and quicker to get weaker,
What a life it is, in which I am a pawn,
Thrown everywhere with no happy sun,
My face has got the frown, eyes in the ponds,
Tired of thoughts and deeds that push me down,
Upstream battle until evening, before punching out,
I am in the heaven until next morning, when the love pumps in.