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The one way
Out of approach,
And out of reach
Though you are, the Moon,
I really bathe in your light.
Unmindful of me
Or unaware of me
Though you are, the Moon,
I really breathe your vibes.
Inattentive to me
Or mere deaf to me
Though you are, the Moon,
I really steal your rays.
One-way path
Or a forbidden path,
It too takes me to a height
feeding my lust.
09.01.99
poem
by
Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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