Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

Gold Star - 33,531 Points (June 15,1942 / Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India)

Regrets Are Man Made. - Poem by Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

A yellowed flower, a withered blade,
A wilted stalk and the dehisced pod,
Having done their cherished works,
Die in neglect without any regret.

Must you regret, the old, the invalid?

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  • (12/21/2009 8:40:00 AM)

    It's interesting... But you may want to consider the possibility that flowers have not the consciousness to regret... The simple fact is that a person is not a flower. You may want to look at my poem 'Human Consciousness'. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 21, 2009

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 30, 2009

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