Brief Encounters Poem by DM W

Brief Encounters



Brief encounters recur in time.
Two incongruent worlds collide:
Mine into yours; and yours into mine.
Fragile lives exposed & scrutinized.

Eternity's blood red rose opens
Petal by petal. And it oozes
With the bitter scent of betrayal.
It radiates for all the losers.

O what has become of the seeds;
We nonchalantly tried, in vain, to sow?

Tuesday, April 9, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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