The Encounter I Detest Poem by Noen Muti

In shadows cast, our paths did cross,
A meeting etched in time, a bitter loss.
The echoes of that fateful day,
Resound in my heart, a painful replay.

I despise the union, time had arranged,
A collision of souls, destinies estranged.
In the dance of moments, a cruel design,
I loathe the meeting, a bitter sign.

Eyes locked, but hearts averted,
Fates entwined, but feelings diverted.
The encounter I detest, with every breath,
A memory stained, a dance with death.

Yet, in the hatred, a lesson learned,
From the flames of disdain, resilience earned.
For in despising that moment's grace,
I find strength to navigate life's maze.