Treasure Island

J thampi Jayasingh

(17-10-1972 / Kanyakumari)

You


Those mornings dawned
With songs and scent and colour,
There was a hope, a thrill
To meet you,
You the daughter of eve
Who could have pacified
My fuming manly heart
With satiation less love,
Who could have cured
My burning aches
With a cool soft touch.
Now also mornings dawn
But so practical and real
For no more wait for you,
No thrill, colour, scent, song…

Submitted: Tuesday, February 17, 2009
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