The Rounded Black eyes
Invoke the first lines for my poem;
Your lips were like rhymes
When I kissed you;
Lost my consciousness below
Your conch like neck;
A deep line
Engraved in lower waist;
And Upper is
Dotted with a single word;
Despite knowing
The meaning of all,
I remain
Unable to complete
The poem.
(In Tamil- Mazhaippen-Kavigar.Phazhani Bharathi)
anushmadhu P.Bharathi
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