Let us have a life.

Your past is of no concern to me.
So must be mine to you.
You can reveal to me as much
As you are comfortable to.
Even that I am not bothered to know.
No one being flawless, your ex-flame,
If any, will least disturb my equilibrium.
You didn’t get along with your ex-flame
And that is why you have come to me.
I have been sore with my ex-heart throb
And that is why I have come to you.
Both are thus credited and not discredited.
Let us have a life as long as it lasts.
10.11.2005

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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