Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Tamil Kavithai In Marriage
Our revolution
From nights on the books
commissioning college
from smoking in the lavatory
From Sunday with parents
From hole to spy
Behind the door to hear
was born.
In the assembly of autumn
In the songs
Leaflets
In graffiti
occupations
in kisses on the walls
has grown.
With security breaches
With the disappointments
Without models
Too broke up
She was
The irony of folklore
Violence insulation
The desire to grow old.
Our revolt was
be a father of ourselves
This is something else
And we still children
Muti
watching.
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