On the Contrary
(a tribute to Yevgeny Yevtushenko)
In haste
I read your envy for the upteenth time
And imagine
I could have been the boy
You were not
Whom you wanted to be
I suppose I had the characters
Of the boy you never could become
While I was a boy
Everyone lives his life
Differently
But then
Trouble is
Like you
I keep falling in and out of love
I failed to become
The boy who lived somewhere
In your wish
On the contrary
Copyright © Ibohal Kshetrimayum | Year Posted 2019
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