The Unprecedented Inclination Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

The Unprecedented Inclination



I met her that day, one of my kin,
Now a widow and at seventy one,
As striking as she was a year back,
With a sharp nose and a clear talk.
At seventy four, I got obsessed.
Her looks or my age or both are culprits.
To volunteer to offer her helps
Stems from my heart unprecedentedly.
13.11.2014

Monday, November 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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