Women, The...

Women, The Great Poem

I have been looking at you only, I have been looking at you only, Will I ever be able to see you completely? My heart cannot tell about it.

When the wind had hands, if they were long and their inspiring touch makes me  sank into a deep ocean.

If my thoughts tell me that the thrill in water is yours, Will my life be possible if I, the swimming fish came out of you? 

Is the heat of the fire also given by your closeness? I begged to burn and burn and burn again to ashes.

When the two eyes, like arrows that pierce my life, pierce my chest, I will be disoriented, unable to die.

Have I attained the irrevocable blessing of being As the shelter of the small chick in the wing, Sleeping in the cleavage of the chest, Without the two breasts separating, Without being able to escape?

To the atom that pierced the atom, To the atom that expanded, To the atom that embraced, To the gestating womb and its greatness, which has no equal in the universe!

It was you who softened my heart, immersed it in love, Taught me to walk with budding steps, Measured my hand and dressed me in your chest, After that, you left me in the land without will.

You have made me wonder and stir in the winding beauty, In the colored ecstasy of life ,the bent bow,

From the day I blossomed, Even today, Only you! Only you! I have been looking at you. I have been looking at you only. Will I ever be able to see you completely? My heart cannot tell about it yet.

Yes, you woman, the Great poem! 

I will never be able to read you completely.

By Thamizhkko

From: India