Till To Be Loved. Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Till To Be Loved.



To love the dearest
Is an utmost pleasure.
To be loved in turn
Is still more a pleasure.
I strive for it to the last.
I shall give her my best,
Till she be my conquest.

I won’t fail her.
She can’t foil
The apple cart.
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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