I realised that my tears
were storms at your door
so, I stopped crying
a long time ago!
You think these knife-pickled moments,
these blood-inked years
these nerve-wracking decades,
this energy-squandering eternity
was just the universe’s pensive yawns?
I was just subject to a fealty
where the enemy became master
And I swore and unswore my true love
to the convenience of the circumstance
I know you always knew more!…
felt the immense pain that I felt
We often took a bow, but we never knelt
I didn’t bare my genitals or any sacred space
of my anatomy, to my enemies
When, all the while, they imagined that they were having
a divine intercourse with me!
God did it for the need of the hour!
None should even imagine they can lay him bare
His chastity is reserved for the purity
he has invested in the ones he loves
For we reached the shore, and never touched the sea
and searched the sky, but carefully avoided the moon
Brave victims never claim their victimisation
But wait for a mellifluous age to fill their trees
I have no sundowns on this love, this endearment, this endurance
It speaks volumes of how we browbeat
all those evil sleuths and that seemingly impervious gestapo!
And even when we denied our love,
every snail on the earth knew how we nailed it!
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