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. ______________________________________________ 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 |