By Priyanshi Banerjee
My heart is fixed towards his eyes,
A million words about him my heart writes.
But those words never touched m naked lips,
As the words are scared and my heartbeat skips!
Yes! I am an ‘XY’ and I love a man!
And you call it against God’s plan?
I feel warmth when I hold his hand,
But your wrath’s heat urns my lovely land.
You call our sacred bond unnatural,
And fill me with abuses which are perennial!
Your despotic reign makes me a mere prisoner,
You confine me to shackles and become my master.
Many come each day and chain my lover,
They don’t know our bond shall last forever.
If it is a crime then call me a criminal!
And this crime of mine shall remain eternal
Each day we fight a treacherous war,
It is us versus the enemies-galore.
But his talismanic eyes become my shield,
And each day our victory is redeemed.
We pour oil on our wounds every dawn,
And each day a ray of hope is born.
They shall mock but we shall march,
I promise I won’t let my love parch!