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Updated on May 25, 2010

We began together

on the same page

with an introduction and

a couplet beginning

an epic romance.

Our past a mere prologue

which seemed to foreshadow

a manuscript to come

filled with great passion

in the classic theme

of you and me

against all odds.

But eventually we fell

out of sync

and I don't even begin

to know where I

closed the last chapter

and left your feelings unread.

That place where you put

a book-marker of tears.

But I am alone

delivering my soliloquy

with all the fervor I own,

and you still can't see

my point of view through

this final sentence you

have imposed on me.

You are taking things

out of context

and I am becoming

a footnote in your

latest short story.

Disbound and ex-libris

as I watch our

epic romance

turning into a

modern tragedy

with nothing to

look forward to

but an anti-climax.

Just another

dummy copy

with nothing left

to say inside.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~MFB III


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    • Debarshi Dutta profile image

      Debarshi Dutta 7 years ago from Calcutta

      All our emotions

      is but a trance

      and lasts not

      for long.

      We are as water

      our emotions keep us




      And that is how water tastes.

      Yet we are


      the water

      without a taste

      to our own tastes.

      We remain forever

      dissolved resolved and even unsolved

      And we know our solution.

      Sometimes we know

      that we are a puzzle

      beyond our own ability to solve.

      We need some one to solve us out.

      And we need some help.

      And that someone fails

      as we fail..


      to solve

      much of the other.

      But that is not the answer of life.

      Life is an emotional question.

      Yet let it not be understood

      that neither success nor failure

      of any human enterprise whatsoever

      is the last word.

      It is either love

      Or forgiveness.

      Nothing ever succeeded where love did not go

      and no one was more condemned

      than the one


      The consequence of our actions

      never forgive our

      freedom to do them

      The freedom of a different point of view

      is enough

      to turn tragedy into indifference...

      Sadly that is life.

      Sadly that is someone ( with a different point of view)

      whom you ever called 'WIFE'


    • Micky Dee profile image

      Micky Dee 7 years ago

      You've got "that way" Brother Man!

    • Joy56 profile image

      Joy56 7 years ago

      this is sad, is it true?

    • Sa`ge profile image

      Sa`ge 7 years ago from Barefoot Island

      nothing left inside

      that keeps pouring from all sides. is it not strange how love invades and we pour out, then love slips out the door, and we pour even more........ Great work MFB 111 ~aloha~

    • always exploring profile image

      Ruby Jean Fuller 7 years ago from Southern Illinois

      OUCH,sad but maybe this book is not finished yet?

      The pages of life can sometimes go astray,

      but each sentence links you back to a happier day,

      and when the book is finished, you find,

      that all the loneliness has ceased and together you both are



      I rate this book as a top seller!!!