Ties Poem by Swila Bathool

Ties are bonds that never break
if it does, rejoins into a lake

Bonds turn bands at some points
turn their head, spit off these joints

I wonder at times why they turn
node my head at what I learn

Extreme ends of rope they act
some shows their hatred, is the fact

Smile they wear, on their face
pile the fire balls and start the race

They rejoin as we soar
those bonds does taste sour

Some are open at their hearts
join in our sorrows but never hurts

I alas accept that these ties
rejoin once but sometimes lies