Ruthless Game - Poem by Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
All the time I fought for your glance
And, at last I caught it to my pleasure.
Then I fought for your audience,
Which too, came to me as my treasure.
What all I fought in the rest,
You screened and scorned.
Is it from the fear of guilt
That you refuse to advance or
You stopped playing sports or
You have switched over?
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