Freedom is a bliss
Monsoon is free; it strikes every summer.
Trees are free; they blossom every spring.
Animals too are: coitus in oyster period.
Humans: sex is through out
As their libido is under arrest.
14.12.2000, Pumdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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