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Branches of love
Dear Lady!
Love branches three ways.
Love for one’s mate springs
From the feeling of security.
Love for one’s kids springs
For a hold in posterity.
Love for pets like sorts
Is for one’s supremacy.
No clashes! No rivals!
I long for your supremacy.
From mate and kids
There will be no clashes.
So grant me asylum.
08.06.99, Palakkad.
poem
by
Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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