Love Chronicle Poem by Ibrahim imam Abdulqadir

In the word of love, my chronicle unfold
A tale of love's demise and story untold
With heart entwined, my love story begin
Journey of love, in the storming rain.

We met as learner, our soul aligned
In the bower, love leaves us confined
From hidden gaze to whispering words
Life tender melody in my heart stirred.

A fickle mistress love is....... love I deed
Life silently saw the hidden seed
Clearly I see, I'm am a bait of love,
A bait to her life puzzle, puzzle to solve.

My smile shattered, love turn to rust
Leaving me stranded, trust turn to dust
She left with my stolen hear, giving no reason
I begged and cry for day, but it's life lesson.

Once we're inseparable, we're perfect pair,
Now I'm left in depth of despair,
Feelings left unsaid, unspoken word left,
I'm lonely for days like a bird in the caged net.

Though my chronicle ends in a somber tone,
But the journey continues, even when alone.
For within the ache, new love ignite,
And another chronicle may emerge, shining bright.