The Confession Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
The Confession
Bride confessed to her guilt.
Broken is the glass,
If dropped or slipped, said groom.
Alike is not the grief,
From the willful or the playful, said she.
“However, loss is a loss”
“But already amended by repentance”
“Still, crack is discernible”
“Not so, if overlooked”
Realization took place
Hands were held in tacit consent.
A wise act before the consummation
19.06.97
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