Meeracool

I don't believe in magic,

But how did we catch feelings by just an eye contact that doesn't last a minute?

And we became one...free! Stiff! Free!

The clash of rainbow and eclipse,

Like we were never strangers!

I don't believe in miracle,

But how come Meera is so cool?

The character of my playful younger sister,

The smile of my calm elder sister,

And the beauty of my mother, 

All in one person, miraculous Meera!

I don't believe in wonders,

But how surprising is it to find your missing ribs?

The flesh of your flesh, 

The bones!

The blood that flows through you.

And I wonder, "where have you been all these while?" 

Daughters of Jezebel has shown me hell on earth, Haa breakfast! 

Poisonous irresistible breakfast! 

That I died resurrecting from my insanities.

I don't believe in coincidences,

But how come our resemblance beats that of the twins?

The missing characters of mine and...

My mistakes for your perfection,

And your imperfections for my flawlessness.