Whispers of Love When Sound Like Screams
O ye all un-tethered men and women
Listening a lot lesser than one-half,
Absorbing half of that— (all bull and bluff!),
Reacting still as many times as twice—
In fraction of what we may call a trice,
And thinking thru their heart, head next to none…
No wonder, a lot in your life goes wrong,
A lot sounds off-key, out of tune a song,
In mad haste still, ye ho hums of heaven
On slippery edge of a precipice,
End up nigh just as they had once begun—
Like two pawns of a gambling game of dice;
Yet, when life sinks, and sours like a bad dream,
Even love whispers sound like frantic scream.
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Men and women seem to fall in love and out of it as fast; come together as fast to fall foul; together in bed and still miles apart; always on the edge, pouts of doubt; what ere were whispers of love turning into loud screams of exasperation.
Sonnets, tongue-in-cheek | 06.02.16 |
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