Alinikufia

She was a boxing Ring.
In the right corner, her heart..
in the left corner, her Mind.
..Both battling on love,
whom and why..
It was pinching and punching,
aching and breaking,
..tears and bleeding,
,paused breathing..
..and drugged heart beating.
Love was the referee,
,the crowd was her friends and me.
The fight went on from one round,
..to another.
Her friends advising her mind..
,and I strengthening her heart,
at some point it hurt,
,the feelings of the heart..
..because of the thoughts the mind,
but as its said,
..nothing comes easy..
and so the fight went on,
pieces separating,
..pain exceeding,
,thoughts confusing..
..mixed feelings..
and its a fight to death..
..like that of siblings,
,cause of their fathers wealth..
a punch to the head was thrown,
and a shout of pain was heard,
..a moment to cry...
some minutes in tears to write,
a will, a will that the mind,
,will leave its thoughts to love,
and rightful rights to the heart,
..to feel as it wills,
Eyes closed..
...thoughts switched off,
,last breath..
In and Out.
,the heart stopped..
..beating..
and she dead..
..with love, she died..
She died, for me...

                        ⓒ2016