Love never dies but lives,
In stately Taj stands the marble tomb,
Memory perpetuates,so he grieves
No solace but dismay and gloom.
Nor that lust or sex that lives,
But love alone lasts longer,
In Taj love never deceives,
Beyond Pluto's region too its stronger.
Shah Jahan loved and died,
But my friend loved Mumtaz more,
His poem World University honour'd,
His monument on the Yamuna's shore.
His poem outshines the marble in bliss,
As strange lover in quest let me kiss.
Yesupatham Savarimuthu.
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This poem is in honour of Dr.T.Swamidoss,retired Head Master who was honoured with a doctorate degree from the World University,Arizona,his book on My Taj is but a permanent treasure for the readers to remember
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