When Life Is Fine
When I met you first you seemed snobbish,
used a mask to guard all secrets,
felt we can’t be on same page,
our paths forked, we drifted.
Memory flashed back
your self-esteem,
misconstrued.
Mistake
owned.
My
sane mind
came on course,
became prudent.
Erring on impulse,
failed to glean latent truth,
bearing can be deceptive.
Learned to construe reality,
life is fine if it’s less judgemental.
December 11, 2020
Contest : Double Nonet
Sponsor : William Kekaula
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2020
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