Out of one's depth

The mealy-mouths and evil-eyes,
they stranded in the vast void.
Mr. Romeos & Miss.Juliettes
don't let go your secret whispers.
They do blackmail for your separation.
Be alert! on your swinging bridge.
The relative depth you see in the river
is not true my brother
and it's a bottomless dear!

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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