Events are by chance

Heart-to-heart love
Thrives long in wooing and courtship
And ends eventually as withered flowers.
Real fruiting takes place
From two corporals
Mere by chance, all of a sudden,
With no regards to merit.
25.02.2002, Pakd

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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