(June 15,1942 / Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India)

Sex Is Shameless.

Who is convenient to think of
The woman he fell in love with
Could have been the object of love
To some ones with the same spirit?

Who is convenient to feel
That it’s not his maiden love
When he pursues one in love,
Hiding his inconsistency?

Nothing is wrong in love and war
As they are themselves in wrong forms.
Being an instinctual act,
Sex is shameless and norm-less.
28.02.2009

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Thanks for this poem. I invite you to to read my poem. Please keep contact. Yours Gajanan mishra