Tries to sing but
Only a cry.
Behold
The clouds hide
The moon.
Autumn chill
Abandoned road
No birds, no men.
Wandering monk
Rosary in his hand
Aimless clouds.
Vision not clear
Morning chill severe
Autumn frost.
Forest lush green
Lonely house seen
Rich spring.
Rose,
None behind my beauty
Only Root.

Venus for love
Cupid for arrows
Love is blind.
Spring for bloom
Autumn for gloom
Winter for doom.
Yesupatham Savarimuthu.
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