No reaches

The heart approaches joy
But never reaches it.
The heart approaches women
But never reaches them.
Women keep their windows open
With doors always shut.
They will shut their windows too
As rainbows in me turn white.
Then I’ll house them in my inn
That I have built in my brain.
14.10.2005

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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