TLC

Tender, Loving, Comparable
he says
Tender, Lost and Calm
she says
Love, ever the dictator
tears them apart,
They are hook and sinker'd
By the ring that encloses them
Never be free,
lonely with thee.

~

Dead flowers bow out

Waves of pity

Clash with my ambience

Isolation overcomes

My acute awareness

to the folly

of our relationship's myth.


- By Laila Ali Haid