Whenever we take apart

A lifeless straw leaf, that has a fire to ignite,

Pain of giving up in war, by a brave knight,

A silk stuff set on thorns and dragged to free,

When harmony of mind, is nowhere and struggles to flee,

A fragile flower is crushed and thrown into the sea,

This is what we feel whenever we take apart…

A lost dark cloud gusts by in the air without raining,

Inner strength seems like entirely draining,

A soil that seems like a drought and quenchless,

A glacier that melts and volume of ocean become endless,

When breathing finds no space and made restless,

This is what we feel whenever we take apart…

A prince losing his domain and territory,

A novelist feeling lost in his own story,

Colors that get faded from artist’s art,

A missed target by a player from its dart,

A pain of shattered soul and broken heart,

This is what we feel whenever we take apart…

The roots cuts from a green tree that was flourish,

The floral smell split away from its own part of nourish,

A soul separates from body for another start,

Loosing beats from poet’s poetry and rhyme,

It’s like tasting death every time,

This is what we feel whenever we take apart…