I gave you my love that you accepted. <br />To accept love itself is to requite love <br />On the part of woman born of modesty. <br />I regard the happy moments you gave me. <br />Now that you left me, I have no grudge. <br />God is not cursed when a soul is withdrawn. <br />16.07.2008<br /><br />Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-don-t-curse-the-god/
