Its occurrence is uncertain,
Posits a fact that isn’t one at all,
Feelings, abandoned, setting a path for aversion,
A shadow appears, casting an invisible thread,
In a relationship, that is yet not stay any longer,

Emerges slowly but gears up as it reaches the pinnacle,
Till one point of time, be parted seems the most sane
Option…
Lucid explanation becomes bleary,

Conquers all fear, leaves the history to repeat itself,
More misunderstandings, unnecessary thoughts,
Decisions taken in post-haste,
Life is at stake, indeed…

From a dot of suspicion, it spreads like wild fire,
It dwells within you, trapping your soul,
In a chamber of qualms,

To hate, or let the hatred to be you, you do the math…
In trade, it seeks for justice,
For trade, it fails to hold the fort,

Even assumption sounds greater than the truth,
Without much participation of a solid mind,
It glides through a lane of puzzling questions,
Oh yes, questions with no answers,

The source of this, not alien to us,
Love, it was, is and will be….
Be ye angry, and sin not

Poornima Kanasen

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