I Am After That Molten Gold..!
i am after that molten gold..!
&
o dear your honeyed words
can no longer hold me
in your sweet clutches-
i am after that molten gold
that floods the eastern gates in early morn-
miss i would otherwise this supreme wealth
and no time whatsoever to divert them
to my craving and starving intellect!
i am on a mad rush to the distant horizon
o my love, while the two sparkling nights
that swim in the great white seas of your eyes
lull me to gentle sleep amidst cosy dreams
this golden explosion shatters me from ignorance
and i am greedy and crazy over it!
must i leave, grieve not, o my dear queen!
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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