DUALISM

In the realm of poetry
everything is something else.
Her smile, a rainbow
Her eyes, a reason to live.

Yet, for some
Love remains hurtful.
Maybe the lack of foundation
which turned into
a perpetual fixation.

Some of us
were never meant
to stay

Come with me, my friend
Let’s get away.
I will try to put back
the pieces,
Others tried
To take away.