Whether because I loved her figure <br />I crafted to capture her heart or <br />Whether because I loved her heart <br />I started devouring her figure <br />Is a mystery I could never fathom, <br />And with her being about to vanish, <br />My misery deepens without bottom, <br />Which her mercy alone can banish. <br /> <br />Her print is in my brain; <br />By no one can it be slain. <br />26.05.99<br /><br />Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ever-in-brain/
