Posted in Mindflares


He sang tunes of love and affection
She nagged of security and reputation
He joked of joy and love
She poked boy or girl
She asked him to take life serious
While he loved it mysterious

In the end, the noisy pots cracked
He turned messiah speaking in parables

And she turned harlot to quench her worldly thirsts.

Such is the power of love lost. Turns the tides, the earth and sky.

Yet we say love conquers all. Such a myth. Such a lie.

Of broken window panes, of hearts torn apart.

What’s one to do if not abandon that brings you down, sinking in like a knife into a fresh cut wound.

The bleedin,

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