You, Me, And You #UMeUBlogHop

You once professed your deep love for me- 

Believing you, "You & Me" merged as one! 

I accepted your "Team WE" proposal & identity;

Complied with your ideas of intimacy & fun. 

Fought with my upset family; it was you I chose.

Just you in my heart & eyes, I severed all my ties. 

"Till death do us apart", we took our holy vows. 

Our inter-religion marriage would sure win & rise. 

They warned- "All this is a lie, eye-wash, smart plan"-

I was yet another virgin prey for you & your group. 

Promising you my all, I offered myself as your top fan. 

Consumed by your love, I was the flavour in your soup.

I dreamt my life would be an eternal honeymoon-

With you by my side as king, I'd feel like a queen.

My high castles in the air collapsed pretty soon.

You metamorphosed into a beast, unheard & unseen.

I tried to keep my faith, persevere, & to keep pace, 

You & your family forced me into the conversion.

I was simply a prize-trophy, forgotten after the race.

I bore you heirs; you exploited fruits of our relation.

Your stance, glance, care, & words were absent; 

Did you ever realize my purity, sincerity, & worth? 

Misused & took me for granted; free & God-sent-

To marry & serve you was the reason of my birth? 

You made me dance to your tunes, like your slave- 

"Mission Ownership"- fulfilling your lust & dreams. 

Loyalty, passion, soul- all I bared & mindlessly gave. 

I was shaken & stirred; you heard no sobs or screams. 

When you remarried, I felt pierced by many knives, 

With the vocal support & joy of your community. 

Scope for more as you were permitted extra wives.

While social borders & walls didn't let me be free.

My parents, siblings, & well-wishers were so right-

No "You & Me"; it was all about YOU & your game. 

Red flag of my patience, hope, & trust took flight. 

Shattered, battered, emotional mess- I was to blame.

YOU were the hero in the Universe I had created. 

You were my orbit; also sun, moon, planet & star!

You are now different from whom I loved & wed- 

You are poles apart- cold, unknown, aloof, & far...

The way I loved you, only if you had ever loved me truly- 

You'd accept & give me prime space in your Universe too.

With love, sanctity, & priority- not as a fake converted story.

YOU'd gift ME my due- a respectful place next to YOU. 

“This post is a part of ‘UMeU’ Poetry Blog Hop #UMeUBlogHop organized by Manas Mukul . The hop is brought to you by Soul Craft and You, Me & The Universe.”

Can one partner's Universe influence that of their team-member's?

When the beginning is a lie, should we maintain such a Universe?  

Should "Team WE" be together with such a fake "You & Me" foundation? 

And with such lack of respect, sympathy, divinity, & sincere intention?

What do you feel about unreasonable demands and such horrific post-marriage transformation, attitude and behaviour and cheating? What should the poor woman do? 

Please do share your comments below.

Though this poem is about an interfaith marriage, some wives also suffer a terrible fate even if married to a man of their own community or religion. My heart cries for all the gullible women cunningly trapped in such loveless marriages where they are traumatized, simply treated as commodities and baby-bearing machines to be misused, exploited, replaced, and discarded. Sadly, such cases are on the rise. 

There are exceptions too. Do read my post about two happy inter-religion marriages- 

Religion No Bar

Our collective Universe can be a better place to live only if YOU & ME have the intention and take action. Why can't we treat everyone with respect and dignity? Why play with anyone's trust & life?