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The itching truths are ignored
Poets wrote volumes
About flowers and blossoms
But were mute in their praise
For fruits and seeds,
Which give more charm.
Poets wrote reams
About the spring and its warmth
But did rare in their concern
For the summer and its dampness,
Which touches deeper senses.
Poets wrote tonnes
About the beauties of spinsters
But were silent to picture
Beauties of wives and mothers,
Who display more lustre.
They dare not write the real
That are itching to readers
00.04.97, Agartala
poem
by
Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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