by Rana
I had undergone more than I merited or perhaps even longer
I’m a nobody still in the heart of someone I had cherished in this lifetime
I am outraged; my heart bleeds, lock & load sorrows and repeat
How long is the destiny, how hard I must suffer more to be prime
I am sad about the wrongs I never made, yet it is still not adequate for her
I must continue to die every day; perhaps her vengeance is a paradigm
No one can fulfill her space no matter what, this world or the other
She is the last and the first I ever loved, a dream so sweet and sublime
She loved or no, it does not matter anymore in this murk of reality
No matter how much I loved I could not do her justice in reason or rhyme
© Rana M 30 October 2020 All rights reserved
Photo by Marek Studzinski on Unsplash
