Death
Being together for so longcreates webs of love and bonds
But when death beckons at the door
There is no choice but to go
There is denial at first
The tears just won't stop
Acceptance makes it's call
At last
The justice of this cycle can be poured into my tea
Still tasting sour
But the lesson I learned
About my love
Those who come down
Have to eventually go above.
Poetry by Nabeela Altaf
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Written on 2014-02-05 at 09:39
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