Should Part Poem by Othman Marzoog

What! forgot where to start,
Here, we are going to part.
I told you, you can't understand,
It is not as you think, not in my hand.
But, you killed a prime in its spring time,
Walls and towers are in ruins it's a crime.
Lips, eyes, and cheeks where the reason,
Oh, you are the sister of treason.
Moreover, we are banned to meet,
Family eyes are in college and street.
Pardon, I love you, part? For what, !
Here we are, Draw new chart.
And is this our last day together?
Relation of wife and mother.
Going bad, worse and no better,
Love or hate no matter,
In both cases our hearts stay together.