Bedroom Door Is Shut. Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Bedroom Door Is Shut.



Seeing you at my yard, I accosted.
Meeting you at my threshold, I talked.
Receiving you in the hall, I chatted.
Letting you in, I gave you a dinner.
Taking it granted that I would consent,
If you enter my bedroom, you’re mistaken.
It doesn’t mean that I was faking love to you
But that my guilt has shut the bedroom door.
15.11.2015

Wednesday, November 18, 2015
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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