The Identity Poem by Binayakumar Mohanty

From the very beginning
I had suspected the guy

His body language
his I card and costume
His wallet and mail id
all appeared so to me.

When he wanted
to put on the ring
into her finger
it was confirmed.

I could not tolerate
his intimacy
I could not accept fantacy
he talked.

What I knew
what was the view
in reality
had I disclose earlier
would you believe them?

could I ask him
to prove his testimony
on such a nice occasion
of cheating
each other's identity?