But
I love you my darling, but
Please don’t use my bathroom,
And sleep to my left,
Don’t ever, ever leave me bereft of my blanket;
Eat my sandwiches or nothing at all,
I refuse to make idlis just for you
And dear, don’t be misled,
This coffee I get you every morning
Is not a sign of my love,
I make it for myself,
And just get you another cup.
Please don’t use my bathroom,
And sleep to my left,
Don’t ever, ever leave me bereft of my blanket;
Eat my sandwiches or nothing at all,
I refuse to make idlis just for you
And dear, don’t be misled,
This coffee I get you every morning
Is not a sign of my love,
I make it for myself,
And just get you another cup.
Labels: poetry
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7 Comments:
The perfect meaning of the word 'tart' - adjective, not noun! Delightful!
Lovely! Can't stop grinning. :D
Hi Nisha! I had seen this poem at one point when I had somehow reached your blog -- and right then it struck me as a very moving and powerful poem. . . Glad you moved it to Caferati!
Electrifyingly powerful piece! It's a welcome change from the vows of cherishing, being faithful and life-long companionship one associates with "Being in Love"! Excellent!
Thanks a lot everyone :-)
your best so far!
Very, very nice.
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