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Im still in overwhelming awe and fascination of this young man.

The pioneer of modern Tamil poetry they describe,

But he is simply a perfectly righteous insane man I`ll say.

With a thick black moustache and a white turban,

Adorned by a laugh that will send fear into all false hearts.

I pinched myself when I realized my mind has slowly drifted away under his fearless flaming gaze

And fearless means a truly fearless gaze of death, dark, insult, nothing.

Indeed eyes are the window to the soul.

Despite a lean physique, he vibrates majesticness like a lion.

Walks up-straight with a balance of rhythm and harmony merely like a wise artist

The only man I wish still in flesh because wisdom & love have been so scarce in this era of dirty humans

Unfortunately, even the `God` is so fury and jealous of him and he finally heard the call.

Poem for the king of poetry is ridiculous and I’m laughing at my own mortal insufficiency.

Nevertheless, I`m a devoted soul of my insane poet just as how he is the devoted son of Mother India.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 2/26/2016 5:41:00 PM
evisri Subramaniam, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 1/4/2016 2:58:00 PM
D S, enjoyed reading your poem. Hugs **SKAT**
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