By Dr. Pratik Pravin Bhat
Like sour cream, you came
Into my life.
I like the sour more than sweet.
We had a thing for each other.
Mountains and valleys, we trekked.
Into the chaos is where we wept,
Together as one, supporting each other.
But then comes another,
Sweeping me off my feet.
I let him kiss me,
Entering our bedroom door.
In our bedroom we did it,
While you were at work and I was
There, available for another.
I never let it show.
Now I left the
Illicit relationship I had,
But he has gone crazy,
Blackmailing me to show you
Pictures of the crazy
Things we did,
Crazy on the bed,
Stripped naked.
There are calls incoming.
I changed numbers, telling you
It’s just for connectivity,
To get rid of him.
Calls still kept coming.
I was tortured and distraught,
And I couldn’t even mention this to you,
My first love.
I let another man enter.
I didn’t know what I was doing.
I know it is condescending.
I tried to quit the extra,
But he became venomous.
I feel poisoned now.
I can’t hide it any longer.
I will tell you sooner than later.
But today I’ll go back to him,
To talk to him,
To stop the blackmailing.
Maybe I will get closer to him,
For just one night and then
Again, come back to you,
Or maybe leave you
Both,
To taste the even finer things in life.
I venture.
By Dr. Pratik Pravin Bhat
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