Once again

Once again I have been tricked

Once again soft words and illustrations

Trapped me into endless cycle of


Once again I find no exit

Once again the toxic whirlpool

Sucks me into the centre of her lies

Find myself alone.

Once again my calls are not answered

Her mobile phone plays the game of no

Service and she is no where to be seen

Until next time, and

Once again the game begins from the


Game over, game restart.

November 24, 2020

About alaindesade

Novelist, songwriter and philosopher. Has special interest in human relations, evolution of mind, inter-cultural complications, and the concept of God.
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