Your Position Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

To me,
Some are nothing,
Some are pleasing,
Some are tempting
But only you,
Who’re intoxicating.

You are
To many, nothing,
To some, pleasing,
To a few, disturbing
But only to me,
You’re maddening.
To you
Many are nothing,
Some are interesting,
A few are inspiring
But only I,
Who am disturbing.

It is not your fault;
It is my vulnerability.
It is not my fault:
It is your magnetizing.
Let fate be put to be at fault.
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