Now Speak About Love

after the pain
now speak about love

i told her that she must now speak
about Love,

the love of a man crazy about her,
or her mother on a love unconditioned upon something else
the love of society,
the love of her siblings, the love of her daddy,

after the pain, i ask her to speak about love
after her husband left her, after no man henceforth

or any eye cast a glance on her wrinkled,
furrowed, harrowed, hollowed soul

she does not speak, for now, after the pain, after the harrowing
experience,

to love she cannot speak, to silence she got married.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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