POEM
It is better not to marry.
It would be better we
enter into live-in-relationship.
No horoscopes, no auspicious moments,
no temples, no churches,
no nuptial knots,
no exchange of wedding rings,
no wedding sarees
no dowry
no reception,
no children.
A time might come
when we get fed up
with living together.
After a ‘golden hand shake’
after exchanging beaming smiles
I and you bid good-bye
and depart in search of more and more
greener pastures.
Life itself is a
continuous pursuit of
greener pastures.
Sometimes we might
come across each other,
smile at each other,
shake hands and enquire
about each other’s welfare.
even share bed at a
convenient, comfortable place.
It is better not to marry.
It would be better
we enter into live-in relationship.
After all what is the need
for chaining ourselves?
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