The waves come and go like the feet of an unsteady woman in the
house of an unfair lover.
The waves roar and clap their hands like the protestations of a
woman in the hands of a Don Juan.
The waves wear down the shores like a woman dissipating over
unrequited love.
Yet, the woman is bound to the man as the oceans are in covenant
with the moon, for a woman needs a man.
And the waves come and go because the celestial body would not
leave the seas.
That is why the oceans are full of tempests as love is replete
with broken hearts!
EXCERPTED FROM "BEAUTIFUL," A POETRY COLLECTION BY ARTHUR ZULU,
TO BE PUBLISHED SOON. IF YOU ENJOYED READING THE POEM AND WOULD
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ARTHUR ZULU is an editor, book reviewer, playwright, and
published author. He also writes short stories, scripts, essays,
and poems, and ghost writes for others. For his works,
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