Raped By Duality
On one hand you fly high
In your thoughts
Never say die
On the otherhand you just sigh
Succumbing to the rots
That society gives you
On one hand worshipping virtue
Oh so feel good that we love to do
And the devil appears as if on cue
Greed and decadence, hatred and poison
Always threatening for a coup
Virtues gone askew?
On one hand following ideals
That someone else made
Merging them in yours, so it reveals
And then the 'I ' that never fades
Living in egos porch
The heart gets scorched
Swinging our desires
From right to wrong
From ice to fire
From good to greed
From jailed to freed
From bond to secede
From love to hate
From solo to mate
From calm to irate
From isolate to conjugate
From' I, Me, Myself ' to a soulmate
Are we just birds on paper?
That the painter does not release
And we are the painter.
Are we rape victims?
Enraged, crying
We the victims and the rapists in one?
Are we alive
Or just dead
Before the verdict of Yama?
poem by Renu Rakheja
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