Compromise short poem

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You are my greatest joy,
And my darkest sorrow.
My high and my low.
I see your reflection
In the salt of my tears.
And your hallowed presence
In every fear
Deep down in the crevices of memory
You lay trapped
Weighed down by love
And I a creäture of now
Can never meet you anywhere
Like two parallels similar, side by side
But doomed to be singular, solitary.
We sell our souls daily to – compromise
And no matter how hard we run
We can never meet at the blue of the horizon
Mercilessly we wound each other
And endlessly we strive to be one
But the lines don’t merge
And we continue to sell our souls daily, To compromise

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Mukti Shah

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A Clinical Psychologist, Facilitator, Baker and Candlestick maker! Love to write. My career is based on the spoken word. I use words to connect, heal, create insight, facilitate growth and evoke laughter.Words twirl and curtsy, They do as you say. Accurate and reliable, They don’t betray! Cheers!
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