Shaam hone ko hai
And I’m still angry at you
I know I know
What you’ll say
It’s a pattern – a dysfunctional pattern
And I am sure
You’ll show me all the capillaries
Of my dysfunctional pattern
Running its veins
Through all my thoughts, emotions
And behaviors
To its original source
But what about love? Haan?
Is love too a dysfunctional pattern?
Will you show me
All the frustratingly complex capillaries
Of this dysfunctional pattern too
To its original source
What shall I find there?
Or rather who shall I find there?
You or God?
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