The Fast Rusting Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

The Fast Rusting



Hotter than fire she beams when away;
Warmer than water she runs when by;
Both ways she hassles me. Any way
I am hit to rust, that I would enjoy.
19.04.2000, Madras

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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