By: Hardeep Sabharwal
How can I forget the color of that pink shirt,
And the smile of a translucent face,
In the young darkness of evening.
That fifteen minutes touch,
Or maybe any other of that kind,
That turned me positive from negative.
A long time passed in understanding,
It was too negative to be positive,
And suddenly my whole presence become dubious,
All eyes now look differently,
To my virtues and vices.
Yes, I am different now,
Perhaps better than the time when,
My identity was not so unreal.
Knowing better what to do and how
To alter things and cross obstacles.
Then why not let me live positively,
Even after being tested positive?