The Ember Of Love Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

When we were close
We missed to disclose
What we had close to our chest.

When we discerned the sign
We missed to refine
As I had abruptly for ever left

The ember was kept alive;
Minds were kept captive.
Distance gave boldness.

I returned by miracle
But occurred a debacle
In your sore earlier exit.

Fate didn’t play havoc,
Sometime blowing air,
Sometime springing water.

Ember of love is still alive
As you are not as far off
As I had been earlier. A boon.

How firm we grow in mind,
Away though we live!
Distance blesses in disguise,

However thick we are
We are no more suspects here
As we are now not under one roof

It is time to fan air
Before the time sprinkles water
On our hard fanned ember.

We regretted the missing past
When we were separated.
Not to repeat, let us hasten.
26.01.2002, Pakd