Know No Love Poem by Lovita Morang

why you need to hold that beautiful bouquet of flowers
see the flowers have dried up.
But dryness has it’s own beauty

Like the dry desert that designs dunes
Like desires directs life
Like directions to reach destinations

You look beautiful than the bouquet now
Waiting is wasting
With the bouquet in hand you waited for some one
like a fool
You waited so long and longed to be with
Who never belong
Who worth no love
And
They are who,
who know no love.