She watches thousands of people smile and cry, <br />She observes thousands of unions and death, <br />Does she bother the birth of any flower or the wits? <br />She plays hide and seek all her life with empty crescent heart. <br /> <br />He burns as the soul of the human, when the nerves are lit, <br />The heat is intense, the switching of the nucleus, <br />Whirl wind dance, nine planets and their concubines are the audience, <br />When there is no sense, the feeling can’t be felt. <br /> <br />Cups of sensual hemlock always at the parlor, <br />Have to drink it once in a while to face the demise of the cells, <br />Take away these pains; I don’t want to feel it, <br />Every time it occurs, I am left as a snapped kite. <br /> <br />Hundreds of miles of walk to see the face of a friend, <br />Who waited for me all her simple energetic life, <br />Clean as the freshly weaved carpet, motionless on the grass, <br />Ten canine years are long, all these human fools console. <br /> <br />Let you have a great birth in your next life, <br />Be born as the pretty daughter to some childless couple, <br />Let them have the pleasure how clever, grateful and polite you are, <br />My little Tracy, it may take for me a few months to say you Good bye.<br /><br />veeraiyah subbulakshmi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-snapped-kite/
