Marital Poem by Je'free Y .

We were once so thrilled that not even
Forces of the galaxies could control us
Comets shot across the sky. The world spun.
One turn of tide came after another
Until being beautiful, almost perfect,
For each other vanished with some heavenly bodies.
This is the meaning of taken for granted -
From a full universe to nothing but counting flaws;

And counting debris of our original oneness,
When your joys and troubles were mine as well.
Maybe, prayers went to Mercury and burned;
Enthusiasm to learn went to Pluto and fizzled out.
The only things lingering on Earth are secrets,
Too many of these unexpressed words and emotions.
They have probably buried responsibilities,
Replaced anniversaries, sullied sacred vows.

We could be gathering stars, and returning our sight
On the common sky, the same heavens of dreams.
We could be defying boredom and gravity,
Creating our own new sparks;
But unless pride is swallowed, peace remains elusive.
Unless sorry is meant, harmony stays unattainable.
Can we search again for the middle ground
That worked for us, the genesis of our cosmos?