Providencemakes Or Mars Love Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

You didn't share the scoop with me to inform;
I cringed when I read your reply in two lines.
Still I don't get the reason for your scorching hate.
Your smiles and looks are lovely and cheerful
but what you speak out are biting and scornful.
You think of me as a roue talking crap
as God has made me mad in chasing my love in mind.

A suddencrash maycollapse the stock market
but in deep love it makes just a crack.
It widens or shortens that's not in our hands.
Is falling in love a business, dear
for indulging in dubious practices?

When you shunnedmy access in a sudden
the shuttersof my eyes opened for the drops
of tears sliding down my cheeks not knowing
the faults in my looks, manners and habits.
Might have experience yet a poor chap
to probe the depth of your ethical mindset.

Am I a warrior to draw my sword out
when there isn't a scintilla of love in your words?