Here’s an evocative love poem by Harinder – exclusively for Different Truths.
He would wait with bated breath just to get a glimpse of her He worshipped her just as a goddess is worshipped by a worshipper Everyday she would walk straight on the road with her nose in the air She just wanted to show him that she didn't care Everyday he would throw a rose on the road And callously she would stamp on it and then give a smile broad The rose was crushed oozing blood white It was his heart that bled red everyday and he pretended he was alright It became a story of crushed roses and a broken heart By now he had wasted a full rose cart She got so used to crushing a rose everyday That she got restless when he was missing one day She went to the same place and cried everyday And wished that with his heart she had not played Then one day she saw him at the same place with the red rose On seeing him she cried bitterly and had a red nose She went straight to him and started hitting him on his chest That was the moment when he felt so blessed She wanted to hurt him, but he was smiling, oblivious of his pain It was she who was crying on being happy again Then he told her how much he loved her and swore in the name of Jesus and Moses And she couldn't believe her eyes when she saw that he was carrying a bagful of crushed roses.
Picture design Anumita Roy, Different Truths