Oneness is the specialty
She is far away, shut in;
Here away am I, kept in.
Thinking and thinking of her,
All the time thinking of her,
The think, the thinking out of her,
Grew to being the very her.
I feel she is no more off me.
In oneness there is no two-ness.
In lovers’ fortress
There is no double bedded room
Where only oneness has room.
08.01.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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