The Betrayed Love - Poem by Mullai vendhan
Jammed am of thy thoughts,
Igneous were thee-when I soughts,
Hung me of the tallest yoke,
Gave me the cute- eternal, acid soak;
Fairest were thee my sight did say,
Brought me down by thy flattering say.
Why didst thou, so, did I ask
Said thy thoughts proved, me, wear righteous mask;
Dead was me, yet said my inner man,
On a better track, if gentle, can,
Of hope, getting me at the peak- top
Came neigh thee, for life's cup.
Said thy friend thou art of fury
Which would perish my flesh rather bury.
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