Lost Boundaries Poem by kunjubi varghese

Life is no more complicated.

Love has become a means to an end

By adopting a mate for satiating

The sexual urge haunting the body cells.

Even if the woman is prepared to yield,

It stems from a temptation, battling in the mind;

The call of the flesh or of passion, dormant inside.

She evades from being owned

Even when accepted, as one’s Adam’s rib.

Now, no one can posses her exclusively.


Nevertheless, both try for unison as one,

They divide as twins repeatedly.

Even if assuming, they are two halves

Of one entity, they remain separate,

And are in pursuit of finding its other half

Again, among the vast multitudes.

Sexuality is now the forward thrust of

Society, in its procreating activity.

It is never an amoral game or play;

Not a senseless bout between two.

It is a war against death,

For the survival, of mankind.

Sterilized love is suicidal and retaliatory.

A retribution done to avenge the hatred

Inundating the mind, in frustration.

It is sterilizing the future of affected, as well.

Life is at a standstill, when there is no procreation.

And a countdown on doomsday, commence!