Your Muse.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Let ussleep for a while,
On the lap of peace,
It holds our eye lids,
The darkness never wraps,
The hungry flesh, very hot,
Always needs the fire to blaze,
The fast neurons and their appetite,
Can’t be controlled by any amount,
Of fine, fast and road side cuisines,

Let us have the rest,
On the lap of the peace,
we hope that it is not kept,
On the top of the hot plate,
Peace neither steams nor is frozen,
To keep our seeking heart with liaison,
we think peace may be very gentle,
And it does not have any conflicts,
With peace of many kinds and varieties,

Peace is near the horizon,
We may not reach it in our many more births,
What is peace? where does it dwell?
Has anyone experienced holding their wealth?
Has anyone experienced saving their good deeds?
Has anyone felt though out their life?
What is peace? What a blessing that is!
‘Peace be with you all, Herds and Virus’
we want to rest for a while on the lap of peace.