I love the shadows
I become one with them
Dark, mysterious, terrifying
In their sombre hearts too deep
My secrets they will always keep
You see…...
I come from a baleful past
I was a product
Of a shameful act
A child of sin
A passionate affair
Between young lovers
Marked me unfit
From the moment of my birth
To be treated right
Always hidden
And that’s how I am best friends
With shadows and silhouettes
I am a glaring exclusion
Through my incessant presence
Carefully crafted lies
Telling us we are all equals
In the eyes of god and the law
Yet….I am held to high standards
And even higher morals
I am who I am
Because of your secrets, lies and omissions
About the author – Seema AhiraA reluctant writer or an accidental one is the best way to describe my musings. They reflect my thoughts, feelings and are partially based on my own life experiences or in the experiences of those that are close to me. I also tend to reflect on current affairs.
I have a great love for food and find nature therapeutic and inspirational. I feel connected to mother earth and all her creatures while losing myself in gardening.
Poetry allows a voice to my inner ramblings that are at times difficult to express.
A proud Canadian, I draw heavily from my childhood and formative years spent in India.
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