Subjects Of Sukran [venus] Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

He remembers, beside his and of his children,
As a ready reckoner, only her birthday.

He would celebrate, though in visualization
And imagination, only her birthday.

He reckons her acceptance of his memento
As the most precious moment ever to occur.

He values her hard-to-come comments of him
More than any laurel that came to him.

He prides himself on her subliminal love
As a conquest, supreme to any won.

His relation with her, first of its kind to her,
Is soul grinding, with no parallel.

His win over her heart, that of the coyest
And the modest with no flirts, has no equal.

He feels absence of a memento from her
As vacuum, hard to fill with any valuable.

Had there been a touch between them
More memorable could it be than his consummation.

Is it all because his star and her star are ruled
By same Sukran, the Lord of love and comfort?

She strikes not, out of fear.
As age grows, withers fear.
As age grows, desires dare.
I shall wait till thee.
26.05.99, Palakkad