The fate of misers

She had an attractive figure
With which she tempted men around.
I had wealth in enormity
With which I lured men of greed.
She guarded her assets from men
Through out her youthful career..
I guarded my money from men
Through out my active period.
Menopause robbed her beauty.
My death would plunder my savings.
Withholding rather than using
Was the pleasure to both of us.
Orphaned by men, she might regret.
Seen off by death, I couldn’t regret.
02.09.2010

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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