• fantasia82 6w

    Brethren....

    I climbed into the old attic ....
    Dusty and damp;cobwebbed.
    Chanced upon a old trunk of mahogany...
    With strange signs and engravings.
    My curiosity got piqued...
    And I slowly opened the trunk.
    Inside I found all the broken hearts....
    The newly in love ones, just before marriage ones,
    I also found the adult ones , the one sided ones too.
    The pain came fleetingly and in waves...
    I understood why I could open the trunk.
    Cos I belong to every category in some way ,
    The pain is mutual brethren.
    ©fantasia82