Friday, September 27, 2013

He and She

He was born,
As he grew,
She was there,
Her presence known to few.
.
He always felt her,
Going against the norms.
A rebel in nature,
Even in simplest of forms.
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She became a part of his,
A part was hard to miss.
His struggle to know her,
His own self getting blur.
.
He would use words,
And she would say through eyes.
He tried to be hard,
She would understand his cries.
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He was confused,
But she was not.
He would feel disgusted,
Before he could realize a lot.
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He would hide tears,
They were feminine.
She would remain calm,
Wondering what's mine?
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Subtle hints she would throw,
Too scared to realize,
He would just,
Let them go.
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He couldn't deny her,
He struggled within.
So twisted his emotions were,
He only wondered how long its been.
.
Even to love was a problem,
Society would never approve.
He knew that they are not same,
And she knew he was broken even to move.
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For long they have been together,
He has changed into her.
Only a body of man remains,
His soul and rest she gracefully claims.
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One body they both had,
Their struggle had to end.
She in his body nicely clad,
He in her desire would bend.

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