They split and chose divergent ways. I wondered where their love had gone. There was no sign of passing phase; They split and chose divergent ways As embers died after the blaze Turning to ashes. Thereupon, They split and chose divergent ways. I wondered where their love had gone. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - A Triolet Poetry Contest Hosted by Kim Merryman Placed 1st © 23rd May 2021