Up there, i used to be,
How i got there, still an untold mystery to me.
Coming down i was left with.
How? I wondered.
Down there she is.
Little, she appered to me, but offered me a protective surface to fall on.
Today, i have fallen to be a man with a broken heart.
So much of a vision in my head, compressed into only 7 lines
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An insightful depiction of disappointment and tragedy in the bliss of love, nicely penned in good diction with conviction. Thanks for sharing Onyenankeya. Please read my poem COLOSSAL MISCARRIAGE OF JUSTICE.