Forbidden love

Our lust floated
On the placid surface
Of the half filled tumbler.

Pelting the curved edges
Every now and then
With each ripple underneath.

It brought in eyes
Flashing curious lenses
Peeping in and blowing murmurs.

They named us
Rated us with decaying tongues
Concealing the worms crawling in them.

The wind altered its pace
To show our chaste love beneath
But who’ll spare their moments now?

Nevertheless we will float
Fondling our love beneath
Till a drought sucks it away.

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About Fathima Manal

Dreams,fantasies,words and rhythm-other than skin,bones and muscles I am made up of these.With every drop of blood that my heart pumps,a new dream forms in me.With every breathe,i take the surroundings too inside me.And my poems are just the minute regurgitants of what i accumulate within. I am a doctor from Kerala,India,who should not be supposed to but is in deeply love with words and books more than medical books.Hope you enjoy my poems......

3 thoughts on “Forbidden love

  1. Mohammad ashraf

    The poem is ,in fact, the summation of shakespea’s ‘measure for measure’. It castigates the social structures that apply double standards.it is pretty ironical that you whip the horse for walking slow,when you are at the dead end of this measure.still,the society is defeated,as we learn at the end of the poem. But it has been left unclear whether the society was against lust or love? And if it was lust,how did love averted them? And when we move deeper,lust and love mingle into each other negating any attempt to differentiate the two!

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