To Fly So High Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

To Fly So High



I drained my blood
To make fly so high
My chicks in the sky.
They did, now out of sight.
Wingless, now I die.
Who dies without curses?
Who die without regrets?
03.04.2006

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ashraful Musaddeq 24 June 2009

'Who dies without curses? Who die without regrets? ' Nice poem with nice ending.

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James Mclain 24 June 2009

Only the ground as it lies parched waiting for the rain from peaks to high..iip

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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