Sunday Poetry Special By P E M Prasanthi

TWIN DIMENSIONS

Times shifting endlessly like sand dunes Weaving a different pattern in scores. Riding along is a way to survive Waiting for the exact moment To shift gear on the drive.

Illusion of love erodes the innocent. A face like a child's picture book Open and expressive For the one you love. Broken trust often Sets the dusk to hasten

Time and love have the power to heal Their dealings aren't subtle. Dominate time or love They blaze down in fireworks Dust and ash, left like hillocks. Twin dimensions; neglect, only to regret!

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