Sonnet: The Sweetest Bitter Truth Poem by Ojok Isaac

We meet each other and just say hello
That's a thousand words breathed from our hot mouth
We glance and when when our eyes rhyme look down low
Like no one has seen no one.Ain't 'this rough?

Those messages, those calls we used to make
Are being frozen down like a faded song
And deleted not to give brain retake
Our love has died, laid to grave for long

And for you the curious minds that doth ask
With Revanous hearts seeking that fruit to fill
I talk in meter that___give me no task!
Our love died not to rise, died by our will

If you feel it's a chance, try your luck dear!
It doesn't hurt me for my heart is not near