Too late

Had you aborted it
At its embryonic stage,
Had you strangulated it
At its infantile stage
Or had you terminated it
At its tender age,
My agony for it
Would not have been that much.
Now it is too late.
Allow it to live its youth.
I mean our relation,
That you shouldn’t thrash.
25.08.99

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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