Putholi Arumugham T Poems

The purity of an ancient rainfall,
The sanctity of the breeze once flew,
The nature at birth in the greeness
of the trees now as dark coal,
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It comes blundering over the
Boulders at night, it stays
Frightened outside the
Range of my thoughts.
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You gave me life -
The touch of your looks
when the adam in me was born.
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What If we would have never met?

I would never have become
a poet
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What love has done to us?

Every night...
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The warmth in the first handshake in my school from
that beautiful blue-eyed girl of my dreams.

A chilled breeze on my ever depressed face
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Were you born
ever to be a burden.
Then for your mom,
at her lap.
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The wastes in the flour
that you sieved
are in dustbin.
where do you throw
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Long have i heard of
'Gateway of heaven'.
But i had never seen one,
Until i saw your lips,
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Into the home I run-
But it doesnt mean
that I dislike rain.
As every dropp of it resembles
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