You know a long time ago, Laban thought he could kill my will
by subjecting me to hard labour. I did not let love devolve;
Rachel, you know I could have destroyed him, every time
you slapped me in the face to prove your loyalty to Laban!
It was that undying love for you, that never seemed to drown
even with all the frown of having you relentlessly letting me down!
I always believed you loved me for being the fresh-faced new kid in town!
No matter that I couldn’t pause for a moment. It was an umpteen for a resolute aging teen!
How I never wondered that an eternity passed in the passage, in the hope
that God and Goddess would be restored! How much defeat did I cop for you?
How much death? Even when the stones didn’t speak of my misfortune
I pursued to believe that they would ultimately speak my fate!
Is God scheduled to cry? Or does he hide his tears in the front
of bravery? Even in the jeopardy of the fact that he risks his dad (and son) and
mother (and daughter-in-law) as well as his kingdom in such an eternal turmoil?
Would you deign, Jashmina, anymore; despite the realisation that the colour
of your true love will never be washed off your soul?! And that your true love
will persevere with his faith; no matter how much he is snubbed
by all and sundry!
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