You had promised me
To spend your time with me
Walking hand in hand
Around that single cherry tree
Which one used to bloom
Quantum baskets of cherry flowers.
You had promised me
Of your unconditional never-ending love.
That would stay in our hearts.
Aeons after aeons
Exemplifying the peace maintained by dove
For ending the war that bore bloodsheds
And instead giving refuge to love
You had promised me
Promised me of every happiness
To ever be able to find in this quasi-discovered world
So that our love could acquire all the satisfaction and bliss
That we had ever wished for
For our love to grow and bloom
I still remember the day when you had promised
To forever keep loving me
With tears filled up to the very brim of your eyes
Despite having come across the fact
That I am not a She or He
But a Transgender deservant of just enough respect in our not-for-everyone society
Where did those promises go now
The promise of not letting me go
The promise of holding on to me
Of taking a vow together before the almighty
In our full serenity
Of loving each other till eternity
Instead of leaving me for someone better
You could have stayed and improved together
Stayed and improved our relationship
If not for the 2 days and 52 months
Then at least for the sake of our 15 yrs long friendship
Oh no! Oh no!
Now I understand why you left me
It was not because of my forever ailing fate
But because those vows and promises
And your so 'promised' love
Was forever fake.
Those lovely talks
In our long walks
Those sweet memories of kisses
Recalling which today
Leaves me in shattered pieces
Pieces of which are mocked by those grinning faces.
Those beautiful and handsome faces
Making faces at me; me already hurt
At all those Transgenders
Who are looked down even by the poorest of maids
As if we were born to never exist this place
As if our existence is just a shit of dearth and malice.
At least they always stayed true to me
To their inner self and soul
They hated us
Hence, felt disgusted to face us
They never promised of anything
Nor did they break any.
Love O lOVE
To whomever, it may concern
Love me for love's sake
Let it not be fake.
Why do we Transgenders
Always have to look for our own meanders?