The aroma of love spread around this poem and made it sweet.
A well written poem Nibedita. 
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The aroma of love spread around this poem and made it sweet.
A well written poem Nibedita. 
Love you dear. Thanks a lot.
Gift
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"I want to wear golden bangles",
I told him.
He brought golden bangles for me.
"Do I have to wear them myself?",
I asked.
He kissed my palms
And slid the bangles down my wrist.
The next day I forgot him
And went on with normal life.
I showed everyone my hands
With the bangles to enjoy their compliment.
I told everyone the weight of the bangles
To belittle their wealth.
I don't care about the love of the man
Who gave me the bangles ;
I only care about wealth, beauty and fame.
I am not a lover, a dedicated lover.
Yet one day at my workplace
As I stumbled upon a difficult problem,
As the pen was about to fall from my hand,
I felt the touch of the bangles
At my wrist.
Or was it the touch of his hand at my wrist?
I was steady again.
I have heard that independent women
Don't wear bangles, bangles are shackles
That bind women.
But I wear bangles,
They are not shackles
They are his gift.
I am not an independent woman,
I lean on him
Whenever I need to.
Now let me confess that
Whatever I have told till now
Is not exactly true.
Those whom I have showed the bangles
Must have laughed silently at the fascination
Of me, a woman without a lover,
With the bangles.
No man gifted me the bangles,
I bought them myself.
Yet there was something lacking in the bangles
So I visualized the imaginary lover of
Women without lover
Gifting them to me.
A lover who dances to my tune,
A lover who loves me in spite of knowing
That I don't care about remembering him,
A lover who hides at my heart
And allows me to wear the mask
Of a strong self dependent woman.
Wonderful! The twist at the end was great! <3
What a twist in the tale ..what a lovely story in the form of poetry .
A desire to fulfil a wish, a longing to see a nonexistent lover, finally the bangles declared the touch of that lover who is there to lean on, to depend on. Well written lyrics Nibedita.
Thank you dear <3. Tried writing differently. Glad that you liked it.
Thank you so much dear.

Thank you so much dear. 💕💕🙏🙏
When people hurt me,
You wipe my tears.
Now that I am shedding tears
Because I have done something
That will hurt you,
To whom should I
Go for consolation?