The Time Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Wedding was over;
Brought home was the bride,
With whom came a maid,
To serve her as an aid.

Days rolled;
As honey, appeared the bride;
As savour, moved about the maid,
As a rule, in a household.

Time lapsed;
The bride shed her charm
And the maid ruled calm
In their wait at the groom.

Event happened;
The groom went blasé
With the honey in use
And the savour was in wait for use.

Fate played;
The bride in the race ran first
But the maid ended first.
The bride was aghast.

It is a game;
The diminutive waxes;
The gigantic wanes
In the field of time.
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