Seen though not shown
Fell down a seed on a bed a year ago.
Has grown that seed to a plant by now.
How could it be if the bed was not wet?
A proof that she has been wet to grow my love.
Feign not that your heart is unwet
for my love to set in. Dare to accept.
28.05.99, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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