The Death Of The Dream Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

You have granted me your glances
You have sanctioned your premises
You haven’t been in reluctance
To feed my psycho sex romance.
I dream that it would carry me
To the corporal intimacy.
I dream that it would carry me
To where we can be one in two
And two in one and then only one.
I dream that it would carry you
To elope with me to be mine.
I know that it is only a dream.
I don’t feel it only a dream
As long as you don’t slow down
The wheels of love set in motion.
Having felt that it ran off petrol,
I find a sudden death of my dream.
No longer will you enthuse me.
The dead woman is not brought
To a man’s fantasy in sex.
09.06.2007