BUANASENI

Love

It is a disease with different faces

Anxiety,

..... when finding it

Fear,

..... of losing it

Depression,

..... when it leaves you

And afterwards

It is almost not repairable

Like a fully melted ice cube

Deformed of its shape

Sprawling on the floor

Contaminated by dirt and particles

How would you gather it?

Or even press a reset button

You are a fly that has lost a wing

A threadfin with a hook caught it its eye

An old car with no replacement carburettor

A lonely albino whale

Yet, 

It is unlike the ice

A twist of juxtapose

Your heart stops melting

It shall be frozen

Like the five million square mile of ice

Right there downunder

By Jo Haq

29 December 2023

21:55 pm

Bukit Jelutong