As I Rode The Chariot Of Age
as i rode the chariot of my age
i loved girls, all in flashes, beyond count
but torn away by my speed-
i was torched by their memories
but doused by my forgetfulness-
in such a fraction of a second of eyedash
i compacted epics of love in volumes-
i doubt i loved girls even as i roamed as a kid-
they never cease to be a wonder;
create turbulance by dropping a glance!
-s.chandra kalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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