Forgotten

Have you shed tears for a love
That you were never given
Never allowed to feel
Or claim?
But that which was rote learnt
As something duty bound
And existent.
Without its reality being expressed?

To be told we're bound
We are one
Members of a family
A selfsame clan
To be a part
But never understood
Never acknowledged
One's person hood.

Is that love
Is that myth
I have a question.

And it pains me.
For unsheathing it
Would open up
Pandora's box.
All my troublesome love
Let me lock it up.

Throw away the key.
That's how we live.
We forget.
If we can't forgive.

(c) Amrita Valan 2016