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What are we longing for?
What are we looking for, in the world,
Where everyone looks for their prey?
What are we searching for, in the confined hearts,
Where everyone is scared of allowing anyone in?
Where are we walking towards on the New moon day,
When the earth gulps the darkness of eternity?
What are we peeping into the darkened infinite space,
From where the God's particles originate and threaten us?
What is the role of the innocent victims,
in the cold and hot predator's jungles?
What is the role of lifeless predators,
in the jungle full of victims, who are alive?
What is the role something that floats,
when it is carried in a vehicle that can be driven?
poem
by
Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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