To be a beloved is to be imprisoned.
Being a beloved is like being imprisoned,
When you’re a precious jewel
Or your mate is a possessive royal
You are an imprisoned gel.
In either way you are in a cage,
Barred from company of men,
A source for your carnal monotony.
29.10.2000
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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