Glory Revisited Poem by Yoosaph Aayala

We were butterflies
nipping butter
Groomed and seething full.

Loud was our sharing
Pleasant summer days
And sparkling.

Mutual trust one carries
For the gain of the other
Lies a treasure ever, says she.

Like putting two spoons in your
Meal when there is chow for
One and only one.

Rose with lousy morning
Slept with horny night
Our reliance was barmy.

How long did it roll on?
For maybe eons
Still as if yesterday it began.

Breaks and slackness
Knew time spotless
Now ripping apart all.

All?
Heart looks at mind:
Why so, empathies.

My call unattended
Chat frozen
Trifling emotions from the other end.

Whimpering, no chance
Musing, no good
Says soul, something has gone down.

As if the Wall Street
Share points
Spreading inflated boom.