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You stepped into the shape of who I was
I remodelled it to let you fit in comfortably.
You realigned yourself to my variable nature
It did not come tailor-made. Relationships don’t.
Bending ourselves — sometimes backward
to alter, adapt, accept, allow for differences;
to learn, unlearn, chip off the jagged edges —
we sculpted a brittle yet steadfast connection
We shifted and reshaped so we could belong
and through this fountain of fluidity
under the skin of silhouettes, we found
a secret blossom that pulsates
joyously in the marrow of our totality
(This poem was first published in museindia.com Issue 89, Jan-Feb.2020) |
