The Debris Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
The Debris
The triangle laughed at the circle,
“You aren’t as sharp”
The circle retorted, “You aren’t symmetrical either.”
“Your path is not straight, ” said the triangle.
“Yours have abrupt turns, ” said the circle.
A quarrel serves detecting demerits
And leaving debris of pleasantness.
16.06.2007
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
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