Recounts the fairy tale
The plight of the pretty mermaid
Enamoured, she was
Off her feet, she was swayed
In the flexures of her heart
An aria, mellifluous, played
The semblance of a man
Like a relic, in her heart, stayed
Love at first sight, twas
Swamping her, like a cascade
For a union of both souls
Day and night, she prayed
Heartbroken she was
For the rules of the world, forbade
Such a discordant unison
Humans and mermaids
For each other, were not made
Recounts the fairy tale
Who made the rules
In my mind, the thought, weighed
For I always presupposed
For love, there is no barricade
For we don’t get to choose
Whom, our heart will invade
And then, I looked at myself
The sight, left me dismayed
Surrendering to the so called rules
That the society had laid
Giving up on love
Breaking free of shackles, I was afraid
Self doubt creeped in
I pondered, was I, the mermaid
How could I, not be
Like a coward, I had concurred to trade
Love for rules, never challenged the charade of,
Who made the rules.
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