The Absence Is Felt
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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Cigarette,
How dear you were
When I started courting you,
Each puff as a source of stimulation!
The better-half,
How sexy you were
In our earlier days,
Each kiss as a source of temptation!
Now a day,
No thrill in puffs or kisses.
Dear the both,
How desperate I am,
When I am deprived of you both,
To fill my vacuum with you!
Bu şiiri puanla
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