Forbidden, Not Forgotten
Under a roof we were,
growing to know each other;
I was right in her yard
that she nodded in concord;
Both were drawn in closely
and in perfect consonance.
We grew a little thicker
and felt for each other;
There came a Lakshmana Rekha
That she drew between us
From her guilt complex,
to keep herself away from
The test of fidelity,
I, not crossing her threshold,
And she, not abandoning the threshold,
yet, both reverberating.
Forbidden and hence still in born
is our love, but still with breath.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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