Kaleidoscope
The final nail always hangs like the Damocles sword
Like a subtle sentence thrown in on caution's edge
Some love cant fully embrace, no not entirely yet
A sensitive woman who finds herself her lover's mistress,
A decade and a half of a chasm between two lovers, in years
Walk the shadows, as whispers rustle like palm leaves
From thoughts that always binge - two steps forward and then one back
Caught in the slow poisoning of a self-righteous world
As it snares, tighter and tighter - the churn of ignorant minds
The inherent pull of norms that eventually spills everything else
Spilt love, spilt loyalty, spilt silent promises that rips days to shreds
Till Eden's found once again, wisdom apples thrown in afresh
Serpents are passé, just the same fears over and over again
To love back because you want it all; a little more each day
Haunts a beggar's stretched arms, eyes that scare the norms
Do you reach out to him, do you not? Are you the one who breaks the clan?
Most often its back to familiar portals, the whispering corridors win
But then again dances in, another brilliant day from the givers
They break the rules; the sword disappears under the power of love
Just the hair it hangs by, all too present; the only real constant...
poem by Bindu Vijayan
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