The Knife Is Stolen Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

The Knife Is Stolen



To love your heart, anyone can do
But to live in it, only the fortunate can.
To pay attention, every one likes
But to get in return, only the gifted can.
To tell you one’s mind, each one get tempted
But only the privileged can dare, of whom
The one who is acknowledged by you is the most privileged.
I found that I am the most privileged.


Rubber grows six years to tap.
The relation took six years to ripe.
But my parting deserts the tapping.
24.06.2000, Palakkad

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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