Hopeless Romantics

Do we need to cry when our hearts break?
Trembling timid tears tirelessly
Falling like lake Victoria
On the backs of rocks called hearts.
Shhhhhhhhh, Silence is an answer sometimes;
but only when the listeners are fools.
Delilah is in every female eyes,
Eyes whose hands crawl into pockets of men unwise.
Learn to be wise, not otherwise,
Always align angels and vultures.

Younglan Louis

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