Fading Flames: A Poetic Warning
Navigating the Perils of Waning Interest in Love
You're losing my interest, can't you see?
A dangerous game, this apathy.
Once burning bright, our flame now wanes,
Fading slowly, like distant refrains.
You're losing my interest, bit by bit,
In the silence between us, I feel it.
The spark we had, now flickers low,
Lost in the shadows, in the undertow.
You're losing my interest, and it scares,
For what once felt alive, now wears.
The connection we shared, now strained,
Drifting apart, like ships unchained.
You're losing my interest, and I fear,
That we're nearing an end, so near.
For love without passion, without fire,
Is but a whisper, a futile desire.
So wake up, my love, before it's too late,
Before our love meets its final fate.
Rekindle the flame, ignite the spark,
Before we're left wandering in the dark.
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Shwet Prabha Baiswar
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Comments (1)
Up the hills and down in the valleys - the. up and down again. Feelings fleeting through and pass on. The. it can become new again … or not, and then time to go. ☺️