When love finally blessed me
And asked me to embrace the world,
The world had changed
And love was
Heart shaped neon sign
Outside shops.
It had acquired the status of
A transaction
Of Yes or No.
It circulated like TV shows
Meant to be ended in fixed time slots.
Like cheap Bollywood movies
It was commercial success.
Love was no longer
Labouring
No longer waiting.
So when you said,
I have closed the chapter,
I didn't understand.
(Trust me
You were explaining sexuality
To a two year old child)
Love for me
Was a Barthesian text
And you like Aristotle
Wanted some poetics.
Maybe I am Don Quixote of love
Waiting for my Sancho.
Till then,
Let me romance windmills.
