Push Your Secrets To Desolate Corners Poem by sundaram chandrakalaadhar

My dear girl!
Have i not bared my heart to you
How i surrendered my will and all
At the daring but sublime darts
From the two bold stars of her face
Sending silent vibrant invitations
To the festival of eternal spring in heaven?
How i suffered insurmountable pain for months
As destiny took her loving heart away
Loaded with my pain to another blessed soul-
You came into my life just then
As a fresh bloom with startling innocence,
When the great physician 'time'tried
All its medicines in its armoury
To cure me the sickness of her doting eyes-
You had been the time's nurse
Applying kindness on my wounds
And showed me there is a life beyond disaster-
Why then is a silent tremor in your heart
That denies me the holding of your palms
Close to my chest, scorching my peace?
Is my honesty on a slow fire all the while
In the secert kitchen of your heart?
O boys! Tender sex have steely hearts!
And push touchy secrets to desolate corners!