Soul and the body.

As long as the soul
Loves the body
There sticks fortitude.
Pain could be borne
For pleasure to follow.
Once the soul deserts
The body, it is dead.
Where is the fortitude?
Where is the pain?
Where is the pleasure?
Soul is forgotten.

You, the soul,
I, the body.
Be they together
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poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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