POEM: DEAR LOVER
What if I say it’s not about
the touch, it’s not about the kiss
It’s not about your presence beside me…
It’s about the night Mr. Married Man.
More about the moments that
we stitched and made up a song…
I yearn for these moments and
wish to write more such songs with you…
Yes, I know you are in a wedlock
and I am termed the intruder, the outsider
But what will you call my songs
Illegal? Like they call it “extra marital”?
Or a man cannot love another man?
I would say my songs didn’t judge
when it came up with the first word,
the first tune, the first romance
It was a pure love song which
didn’t bother about any societal shackles.
With all his heart a man loved another man….