My asylum = Her paradise

I have remained sane
Because of my ability to overcome my emotions


I thought I have moved on
But
I was disillusioned.
I have but seeked refuge in the path of the hurricane
For the past week
A lie to lie myself, I lied
Because
I am human after alI, I have my weaknesses
My tears and my mucus
Oui! I hate Indian spicy food.
Made me cry - Ah Bu Neh, You made me cry


I am lucky
Culturally enriched
Educationally enriched
Socially enriched
But
In the name of the MNC,
A managerial post I,
Rejected.
She, a foreign talent, triumphed


I asked why
She asked why not
Defeated, I smiled and moved on
To seek another paradise of mine


I am human after alI, I have my weaknesses
My tears and my mucus
Saline in its simple form -
Why does it hurt me so?