The Withering Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
The Withering
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I saw her many decades later.
She told she was so and so.
I didn’t believe she was
Who she said she was.
I couldn’t see her the way
In which I had once seen.
Time is the cruelest monster.
14.07.2006
Saturday, May 23, 2009
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5/1/2024 10:16:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
beauty the outer one withers with age and the brunt they go through