Lust is inborn

As a lad I set my eyes upon girls
With radiant faces. For a kiss?

As a youth I cast my eyes on damsels,
Who had robust busts. For a grab?

In my manhood, I was excited
By women with sturdy waist. For a bind?

Growing old, still I was drawn to their
Smartness and maturity. For a rest?

Even in my senescence, women matter
By vision, voice and words. For a diffusion?

Birth to death, ever lust persists with the man
To feed on women on many phases.
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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