Defects Are Perfect Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Defects Are Perfect



The mole on your chin made a hole in my heart.
Pimples on your cheek did ripples in my lungs.
Dimples on your elbows sent wrinkles in my belly.
It is the defects that give me all the effects.
So, accept that my love for you is perfect.
16.09.2001, Pakd

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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