Misery is from detachment

It is not that much inconvenient
For me to detach myself from
Men and materials.
Often I do it to escape, to evade,
To slip and to pass up.
No attachment to others
Like detachment from others
Brings on me all the relief.
23.02.2002, Pakd

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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