Love Poem: Seasons of Her Time
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Written by: Sharmin Begum

Seasons of Her Time

Yesterday

Found her isolated, abandoned, a whirlpool of pain and lies

Cold nights, she surrendered to the darkness, rainy skies

A sea of emotion built up in her heart, she suffocates almost dies

She let it invade and dominate, broken family ties

It was her but it's not her, no one heard her silent cries



Today

Finds her quiet, content and in control

Emotions held tight but the scared feeling never goes,

Fragile like glass it could shatter in folds

Of dirty anger, it seeps, cause unknown,



She's at a point with opportunities blessed

Yet the people disorientate the Happiness

Make her hate, burn, cry and confess

Confess ultimate knowledge she should suppress

It's out now, to destroy and distress



Tomorrow

Lies uncertain, she doesn't follow

Yet should she wish for love or expect sorrow

So undetermined, unhinged this Time is borrowed



Wise games are played; distorted and new ones are made

Everyday everyone falls in love and hate

Someday somebody always will retaliate

To this senseless situation, those that struggle will suffocate

So She continues to live and pretend

Seeks affiliation from lovers and friends


Yet the people disorientate the Happiness

Make her hate, burn, cry and confess

Confess ultimate knowledge she should suppress

It's out now to destroy and distress




But She lives on sinning, does she repent?

Time moves forward, Time is now content.