My phone crashed on Sunday night and a litany of other excuses. So life has been slightly off keeter this week but I haven’t given up on myself. It’s still April so I’m still on April 2015 A to Z Challenge. Also, I just realised that you don’t have to write on Sundays on this prompt so *whew* sigh of relief. So here’s one to start up this phone-free existence.
How can you call my relationship messed up
when arranged marriage
is about planets and castes
and love never enters the conversation
How can you say
I’m blind and dumb when
“Is he the right gender?”
is a more important question than
“Does she make you happy?”?
I break up
and I forgive abuse, lies and violence
while you tolerate these
and let them grow into ulcers and cheating
in marriages that sustain.
Husbands have secret dating profiles
Wives fantasise about their classmates
But because they come to dinner together,
you think they know about love.
While I, naked in mind to my best friend
(so what if he’s male?)
loving a girlfriend who makes me laugh
(and she’s married)
awake all night worrying
about an ex- who is killing himself slowly,
I’m just MESSED UP.
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