We promised never to tell anyone
In tender vows
From this day forth
Till ensnared by
Errant hopes

We promised never to take refuge
In tangled knots
From this day forth
Till plundered by
Thoughtless songs

We promised never to look rueful
In vacant words
From this day forth
Till preyed upon by
Loveless souls and not so
Silent tears

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T. Byram Karasu, M.D. is the author of Rags of My Soul