Far away a tree,
from within my room I see.
On it two doves,
that usually represent love.
Flirting and playing,
chirping and flying.
Underneath it a couple,
whose relationship wasn't all purple.
Pushing and shoving,
while yelling and scolding.
A stone around her neck.
rose quartz; a gift three years back.
A plane flies by,
with a banner.
It reads: "Will you marry me...?"
How ironic could it be?
He runs after her,
with a bouquet of roses,
some white some red.
Was he confused?
or was she amused?
Was she shocked?
or was he mocked?
...
Every picture tells a story,
and this one too.
Well if you think you can...
then good luck to you.
Copyright © 2007.
Written by Emmanuel Joseph Victor (2007).
All Rights Reserved.
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