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The romantic’s words of accepted social


The romantic’s words

of accepted social

behavior, ring in my head

An open heart is the

natural state of man?

A land as tolerant

where Ahalya was forgiven

refuses to see

the teeming truth of

gender fluidity,

that you could identify

with one gender and

express yourself as

another, is only

hushed about.

Where Shabri’s ber

found acceptance

Yet she still whispers,

I’ve heard through

the grapevine

that you’ve been living

quarantine because

your decision to

embrace androgyny isn’t

they would rather

have you embrace

someone you dont love

Where Vatsyayana,

the sophisticated

hedonist was celebrated

but struggles of

sexual orientation and

gender identity are

shied away from.

that gender could

actually be a state of

the mind, there could

be two of them

four hundred of them

or seven billion of

them is beyond the

bounds of possibility

A land that witnessed

the documentation

of Shakuntala’s legend

stripped Shikhandi

of her pride, who got

played like a card to

Krishna’s strengths.

So many alleys,

such a twisted tale

The cynics said.

They say, they can

measure me up and

down the Kinsey scale.

Sodomy is blasphemy!

They say,

those like me only

date back to the 20s,

I’m part of a minuscule

minority, thence I’m

not to emote but I’d lie not

I had often thought of

those, who lived on

the extremities

of the spectrum

as ignoble people

to whom

conformity brought


To those that live,

over the rainbow

you don’t deserve

to live like this

in a closet and

you definitely don’t

deserve to die

out of claustrophobia

The people around us

are down with


going monochrome

but us, women of color

are eclectic

and thus I reiterate,

That never has love bled

one shade,

That it was never just a brilliant red

or a shade card of grey,

It was always colorful.

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