Remember I’d told you
Not to promise love you don’t mean
I’m susceptible,
May get hurt, But you were so keen
I’d told you, I’m frail, I’m fey
Don’t look at me that way
I’d told you
Not to stoke fire
It‘ll kindle desire
Your little fun and frolic
Might make
My whole being vitriolic
You simply smiled
Had me beguiled
You did utter that magic word
Transformed my very world
You professed love forever
I doubted you never
You called me desirable
I said I’m vulnerable
You said you adore me
I said never ignore me
I said I’m Mimosa,
The touch – me – not
You said Oh that’s a
Lovely thought
Then what made you sway
And, silently turn away
You could’ve told me the reason
Of sudden volte – face, the treason
Now see, what you have done
With your innocuous thrust
You’ve destroyed everything one by one
Even the divinity of love,
Now, I’ll never trust
~Sudha Dixit
Bangalore, India