an
envelope
enveloped husband's love.

I
wrote a letter
But
hesitated to give to her
Fearing
Whether she will understand
the real texture of my words.
I
Kept it
in the drawer
of my reading table.
I'm aware
my table will read
few times and also
preserve it till...

Lie
has the structure
of fiction...

Lord
Protect me from, what I desire
My desires are not my desire.
My desires are what my man
wanted me to desire.
There is no 'ME' in my desire.
My desire has an inbuilt desires
of my man....

Rebels like
You and Me
not needed.
It need
Bogus people,
Obedient,
to follow orders, and
allow to be enslaved..

Love
turned to see
Lust
in its shadow..

Only
poet knows
Women in illusion
is
Beautiful than real...