Best Poem of Uma Sankar

Let Me…
Let me turn to a dewdrop
That falls onto your lashes, to break apart..
Let me turn to smoke, misty smoke
To touch those lips and merge onto you...
Let me be the tear drop,
that moisten those brown eyes..
Let me become your perspiration
That falls from the temple upon your cheek..
Turn me to your . . .
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Disintegration... I'm going through,
My limbs yesterday, torso today,
My head, may be tomorrow.
Painful, is it? You might ask,
Go through it! And you'll know.
I was young and green and gay,
Full of vigour, appetite, that day.
The chick tried to peck me out,
But how I eluded her! That day.
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