The men, they woo..and love my mole
Say the right words…till you believe it whole
They promise me love...heart and soul..
A hint of love returned and they take a step back
And there you will be yearning and wanting them back
Be a heartless swine and hide your soul
And they will wait around you, foot and sole..
Leave them, don’t touch them with a pole…
All that don’t see your soul
You want to me swim shallow..
In the surface.. float free in the stream.
Little do you know, Deep in the ocean below
I am a mermaid who lives in the depths..
A mermaid in love with an earthy you..a dream
I try to swim shallow with you, and follow..
While my gills crave for love’s real depth
My heart choosing hesitant the pale..hollow.
Knowing I will drown deep in the shallow.
For you fear and won’t follow me to our depth..
I choose this moment shallow and hollow..
Than any eons without you and your hello..
I pretend my heart is just formless like jello
And fit your whims.. the deep or hollow
Someday you will know all my effort to be shallow
Are but my depth of yearning every morrow
For I choose not to part from you in sorrow..
I would rather live this lie in shallow..
So I can live my truth of love.. with you.. my fellow!
Even if heart break is all that will follow!
There is a story of Nala and Damayanti
Where Nala leaves Damayanti
And the story of Shakuntala and Dushyanta..
Where Dushyanta forgets Shakuntala..
Why isn’t there an Indian tale..my love..
Where the woman leaves the man….
Where the woman forgets the man..
Is that why.. I don’t leave you.. my love..
Is that why.. I don’t forget you.. my love
And is that why you all leave?
Who is to blame? You? Nala?Dushyanta?.
Or me that I love like Shakuntala?