Temporary Separation – Rude Awakening!
Pain! What is that?
I never
lived to learn
The four letters
apart
Neither I fathom,
nor my spirit discerns
The agony of
the lost soul, the lost love
Although temporal
Although for
a moment
Pain! No
soul deserves
To sustain,
alas for a moment, alas for a minute,
Alas for a
second.
For that
duration,
While it
lasts,
Death might
be the better rendition
Honey,
no-thing and no-one can separate us,
Even the grim
ripper …
Pazion -2013
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