Love is the willing battle.
Love is the battle,
Where in the end.
Either both win
Or both lose;
In either way
They part with sweet memories.
That is why
Love propels man
And woman as often
To engage in battle,
Blind to barriers
And blind to result.
09.06.2002, pakd
Poetry by Shanmugam
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Written on 2008-07-27 at 11:06
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