Righter Than The Right

Ever faced the dilemma,

of choosing between the right and the wrong,

for the sake of which, you may weep lifelong,

but ask your mind, by shutting your sight,

isn’t the wrong at times, righter than the right? … (1)

Sleeping on the cot, one awful night,

decided I to get out of the plight,

drops of pearls on the pillow,

rolled down my cheek,

which hadn’t dried, meanwhile for a week.

I knew it well,

that these were just my exaggerated thoughts,

that brought up moments in front of my eyes,

of joy, of content, of care, and ties. … (2)

What went wrong, still I couldn’t find,

but firmly, I decided to let him unbind,

from all those promises and ventures,

we together decided,

in the due of our friendship,

now sadly divided.

Still my stubborn heart, out of immense love,

stopped me from keeping myself above.

“Wrong isn’t thee, wrong art he”,

warned my mind with a helpless might,

But, isn’t the wrong at times, righter than the right? … (3)

Wasn’t my love as captivating as the maiden

or was the truth of the bond apparently shaken?

Confusion surfaced in my mind,

truth had made me blind,

yet realized I, with a sudden jolt,

friendships are ephemeral,

is the conclusion where I took a halt.

A friend in need is a friend indeed,

but a damsel in the life,

is paramount indeed.

Attachments started haunting,

expectations made life daunting,

still, his priority was what I cried for,

in return for all those affections that I pour.

“Why did he wrong me?”,

skreiched I with a disgusting fright,

though the answer I got was unclear yet bright,

Isn’t the wrong at times, righter than the right? … (4)

Sleeping on the same cot, now I decide,

to gift my soul a present of pride,

a world free of emotional dependence,

yet a barrel full of mental transcendence.

Still somewhere on the door of my heart,

a query would knock forever,

that if the love of amity is weaker,

than the so-called romantic fever?

Nevertheless, waiting for one of those able persons,

who would relieve me from all the dilemmas and burdens,

and would he love to throw some light,

on the deadliest confusion that our minds ignite,

that if the wrong at times, is righter than the right. … (5)