Cover Up

By Pavithra R

Yesterday

You were lying on my bed.

On my arms, precisely.

It is a fresh memory.

Now it became faint

at your strangeness.

All that I felt was your warmth.

Now I feel cold.

Not because of the weather.

But your words.

I was full of confidence.

Now it's shattered.

Not because of what you said

But what you meant.

You didn't sound you.

But the society.

"Why did you wear it?

Are you comfortable ?

Cover your breast ! "

You asked to cover it up.

Not for my safety.

But for your insecurity.

You labelled it as "possessiveness"

Now, I labelled you as "superciliousness".

As the problem is not with the people

But with you !

Attire is a matter of choice.

Sexy or modest.

It grows along with me.

It sticks to me.

It is upto me !

By Pavithra R