Goneswaran Sivaprakasam Poems

I have been distanced far away from the youth
sweetest youthful days are calling me again and again
which I lost
whatever speed i run
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what people are now calling the moon
is the portrait of my lover
which i had painted on the sky
standing on a highest peak
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see the moon, it does'nt match your face
see the sky, it does'nt match your eyes
see the ruby, it does'nt match your lips
see the star, it does'nt match your nails
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