Et tu...

With no regrets I let tears live

Just some seconds on the eave

Of the sweetest separation.

Ah! You smiled with admiration…

God bent his knees, alleviating my sorrow,

Et tu, Brute?

Devil whispered, shooting an arrow.

Reviews

[thewritingthespian]

I love this one! One of my favorite poems that you have written!

[Mariam]

Glad that you like) Welcome back to the site

[Calo]

Conscience is like a war game

[Mariam]

agree)

[Wondering Mind]

you never told who to the arrow was pointing, but I'll guess it was at the speaker, the Devil's cohort??... I may be way off, too.

[Mariam]

Your supposition is right...But I never dare tell :) thank you for stopping by