Obsession With The Beloved

. The Tanjore Tower’s shadow Never falling on the earth Is not a loan wonder. Your shadow falling on the earth Too is equally a wonder. Whenever I come to you face to face, Blushing you turn away your face As if your back is less a beauty. You walk down holding up The skirt from kissing the ground. What would you do saving the skirt While your pretty soles get soiled? We melt together, I in writing your name And you later in reading it. All those statues stand still Only one seems to be on move When you go round the temple. Fresh from bath you stand in front. My mind goes back to trace How you would have bathed? The beauty contest is on. The juries are in confusion. Yes, you are in the audience. As diabetes, I denounced sweets. Could I shunt the kiss I implanted. How can I teach the butterfly That revolves around you That she has mistaken you a flower? White hair, black teeth, How well you smile Even in the negatives? 29.10.2005 (Mani Barathi, from kumutham,29/10/05