Love Poem: A Pyrrhic Triumph
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Written by: Ansar Mohammed

A Pyrrhic Triumph

Her eyes lightened the darkness of my hopelessness,
something about its softness pulsated.

                          Oh, what a prize,
                            my dear be mine.

I stared at her gently moving pupils hopeful,
to catch her gracious, precious attention.

But as our eyes locked, her consort arrived,
which solidified that she won't ever be mine.

        Will there ever be a time when,
        I can see such beauty again?

                          Short-lived dreams and,
                            pyrrhic triumphs.

     - Ansar

    28/02/21