Torn in between,
Karma and fascination,
One's duty obligatory duty,
Family's, society's,
Personal
On the one hand
While on the other
The images following me,
Shadows from darkness
As my lust and infatuation for
Beauty
Which is but loveliness
And attraction,
Now say you,
What should I,
Should I glue to my karma
Which is but my dharma
And herein lies it the success mantra
Or call her
The stranger girl lying in wait
For rendezvous?
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