Jealousy Poem by mohanan viswambharan Nair

I Made tea from sweet words
Served her in a cup of love.
She took it and spit hatred on it.

I made banana fritters with honey,
Served in a plate of ecstasy.
She ate not, hurled it off with apathy.

With an acid bomb of angry,
I waited on her way for days
Either she or I must live.

I waited for seconds, minutes,
Minute's sideway for hours
Hours flew for days

Oh! She comes with a white dude,
A black man, one by one in haste
All were in line as if in a rally.

I threw the bomb at her face.
Acid distorted the cuteness
Reluctant to yield to me.


Mohanan.V.Nair