Interlocking fingers inside water playfully
You asked ‘tell me which are yours or mine’
“All yours”, I said with a glint in my eyes
In my mind, I was holding a gold mine
We stopped romping as time flew by
Things were still good, yet not so fine
Can’t blame a word, or frame a moment
It was a sequence of events serpentine
We lost balance in whirlpools new
It was not about we, all thee and thine
‘I’ stepped out of the maze called ‘We’
It’s you and me, yet all looks benign

We is too hard to keep… alas
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😭😭
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‘I’ stepped out of the maze called ‘We’
It’s you and me,’ if you reach this point then it’s done!
Well put throughout…
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Thank you so much, Frewin!
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Serpentine, whirlpools, maze, oh my! Love the imagery you’ve created, Reena! 👏
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Thank you so much, Chu!
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love all the intertwined complexities of this couplet poem – Bravo Reena
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Thank you so much, Laura!
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The inclusion of the dialogue works really well here to capture that memory
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Thank you so much!
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So well written Reena! Some relationships aren’t meant to last.
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True that. Thanks a lot, Sadje!
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You’re most welcome
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