You tell me not to spread my legs

if I do  end up being  something wrong

I don’t even ‘do’ something wrong

I am ”wrong”

but if I dont

How will I cover  distances?

How will universe start?

How will you know how art feels like when it pumps your blood?

How will you ever know what heaven feels like?

and most of all

How will anyone ever know

that whatever happens around the world

does not depend on what is in between legs

whether it be your legs

or mine


2 Comments Add yours

  1. Sushmita tamang says:

    You are such a nice poetry!!!!😃😀

  2. Sushmita tamang says:


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