Kiss The Promises - Poem by sukkum chang
Love not is unscatched when promises transgress,
Love not is a fool's game who builds on falsehood and mendaciousness,
Love not is a prisoner bound and shackled by fickleness;
Love is God's divine, graced to touch human lives.
As the soldier in battlefield longing to be home
In a world of irony and misanthropy, anxious he waits to see home.
His odyssey half travelled, takes a moment to gaze the vastness of the sky;
Holds his Cross dear, reminisce the promises made with her.
Embodied in dubiousness and uncertainness,
What befalls him if impediments meet his promises?
What if his journey cease ill-timed,
And strays in the world travail!
May he be a philander early youth;
Withal there lived a woman he loved true.
kiss'd the promises and strive what may come,
ventures to fulfill the oath ere his last breath.
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