Love Was Born And Love Died Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Love was born and love died

Friday, October’s
the night when the Jays lost
love was born and love died

Hopes shattered…destroyed…

In my car came news as if rain
with varied passengers.

Some drunk, some in sob, some cried
Innocent were the nags,
and giggles came around
as shower of storm.

One of them a bridge
Toronto-Caracas
Stephanie and Alex

He told her:
“Till now was for thanking…”
Had waited, her eyes shined:
“but no more…at midnight is a date.”

I was a recorder
Inspired, sparkled
drench and deeply soaked
in actions and the words.

Loved my tent at that night
hurricane for lighthouse
single light…light of heart.

Love was born and love died.
Birth and death in same night
as has been all around…