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BROKEN TIES
Stones of life, Pebbles of destiny
Round, smooth or rough
They told the future
Weeds and grass
Leaves of shrubs
They all had essence
We had been great
We were divine mould
Our hearts and bodies simply joined
Thinking to thoughts
Once too many times
Leaving dusts of doubts
Mist of secrets
Fog of lies
Ever unsettling
Clear as blues;
You never seemed
Never that vivid
Thick as dark clouds
Angry and tearing
You gathered quickly
Petals and thorns
Trees of breath
Birds of value
Opaque is you
Torn is me
Wrecked is us
That makes three
Three perfect words
Too perfect truly
Sun, moon and stars
Nothing left up there
Everyone’s gone
It is you;
And me now
With all our ties broken!
©Naa Takia, All rights Reserved 2012
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