MOHAN RANGAM Poems

Oh! illusion of all illusions
Art thou incarnated as Cupid?

Depicted ye with wings
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Thy radiance of face over me
Inspirits my virileness
May be sometimes motionless, the sea tides
My love on you never rests
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Obscured Cupid as a brimming stream
To drench when thou hath bathe

Transformed he as a adherence
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Oh waxing Phoebe! how merciless art thou?
To stalk when my Psyche lamenting.
Thou art stoleth radiance of her sanctity face
Ye haven't thy own
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Hear me, blonde tressed bonnie-lassie!
Kill me not by thine raunchy eyes.

Never could ye imprison me
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Pensively promended I, as impetuous as a poet
To accumulate few jocund inkling on dusk

For sure, not as a bard
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It was a blithe wintry vesper
Strolled I, zealously anigh hillock.
The hillside's scenario was glimmering green
Perceived I, covey returning to nests
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