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 குங்கும சிவப்பை போற்றும் உள்ளம் 

பெண்மையின் உதிரச் சிவப்பை ஒதுக்குவதேன்? 

இரண்டுமே இயற்கை எனில் 

சிவப்பு ரோஜாவை வர்ணித்து கவிதை எழுதும் மனம்

 பெண்ணின் மாதாந்திர சுழற்சி கண்டு முகம் சுழிப்பதேன்? 

ஒய்வெடு என கூறலாம் 

ஓரமாய் இரு என கூறலாமா ? 

ஓரமாய் இரு என்று கூட சொல்லலாம் 

ஒய்யாரமாய் இரு என்பது தவறன்றோ ? 

சத்தம் இல்லா சங்கடங்கள் 

குறுகுறு ஒரபார்வை 

உண்மையான உதாசீனம் 

பெண்ணிற்கு என்றும் உண்டோ ?


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