Sifting through my drawers, looking for something, I came across numerous mementos from my past..including a poem I’d almost forgotten that I’d written. It was inspired by a Panchatantra tale I suppose. Here it is:

A test of true love

A flightless emu and a brilliant white pigeon,
Fell in love with each other.
The flight loving pigeon yearned for the skies,
But the thought of dashing the emu’s heart,
Kept it bound to the ground.

Said the emu, to the pigeon,
Oh! my love, shear off those wings
That threaten to take you away from me,
That tempt you to take flight,
That I may rest in peace,
With my love by my side.

This the pigeon selflessly did,
But was that love?
Had the love been really strong,
The emu would have taken to the skies.
True love, my dear, is a cruel teacher,
And he calls for many an adjustment,
But it is his imposter-brother who calls for compromise.

-PC.