Its My Turn Now

Secret

In science, I came to know Truth! That truth is always simple

In business, I came to know how to handle the truth. That people cannot afford truth and that handling the truth is not so simple! It's simply to know the truth behind the complex and solve it scientifically, then apply it artistically, not artificially, but sometimes that too!

In the name of faithfulness who was beating in every heartbeat deep inside me, If you were not that person, then who was him? And who are you? Tell me.

Who are you!

He asked me: "Who are you?"

And I remembered a night

When he had kissed me

Without knowing anything about me! 

When I had asked him, who he was,

 He had informed me: "Just a lover!"

He swore he could not live without me 

And he had loved me too much. 

Now when he forgot everything, every kiss,

Every second that had passed in his company, 

In his arms, I am not surprised, 

Because that's what I have been telling him 

That he would forget me. But he was refusing it. 

Now the truth is here,

 Only I am unable to forget him!

 I know now "who he was!"

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And still they claim that:

The ever maligned men stuff, 

Which they claim to be as

Grossly misinterpreted by 

The womenfolk and accused 

Even by the world at large with

 such a stockpile of unfound sins.

The men chase the choices of their 

chosen as well as the near and 

dear ones, despite being charred, 

Still, with an intact grin, they say

Ornating their charismatic 

chisel contoured chins.

Chimerical conjugates are a far cry 

for their king-sized consciousness

 conserved deep within.۔

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Prevailing or conquering over my

 conquest with effortless ease 

or swiftness is not what I seek.

My solemn solicit at His supreme altar,

Still stationed unaltered,

To save me from any surrender meek.