we intertwine,
reciprocate
as the way of our life.
Exploited by
some villains,
framed by
estranged ones
seem unavoidable,
even the stars grimace
at the sordidness of it.
At the end of stormy days,
we blush in shame,
let the jolting moments go,
yield to the wholesome
rules of the nature.

©by Byung A. Fallgren