On Divorce

The rainbow made way for the gloomy clouds
The molehill unattended grew to be a mountain
The flowers of desire fell dead on the ground
Those assured happy endings, now, uncertain.

All night, the phoenix laments on
Clear about the ashes it wouldn’t awaken from
As the baby that is yet unborn
Haunts the two sheer bodies to which it belongs

As they look beyond the pigmented streets
Which they glided happily through
And the demons they together beat
They see nothing but sorrows, a few

Love, Intimacy, Passion, Commitment
What once was is now forever lost
Hurt, Grief, Anger, a lost infant
Enough to bring back memories paused

Beyond the rights and justice
Rumi’s field where they met
Now unknown to what lust is
They shudder and lose the bets

A little toddler unknown to this grief profound
Leaves for a journey homeward bound
Its parents now making all the sounds
In the holy waters of divorce they drowned.

My words strain to rhyme. And this kinda sucked. I agree.

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