sweet as honey but acrid as poison ...

 I was right there

 next to them

 listening to their dialogue, 

 i know both of them ,  

 they were in the same college 

 with the same dreams, 

 he was a lier 

 she was an innocent 

 they were a couple,

 i was sitting next to the lake , 

 enjoying the silence , 

 having a discussion with my conscience and my subconscious , 

 i knew that he had an evil side 

 i knew that she lost her intelligence 

 she was dumb and blind in love .

 it took her two years to figure out the truth , 

 she was depressed , sad and without soul , 

 then it came to her mind,  that stupid idea , 

 so, she decided to make an end to her life , 

 now she is there , you can see her in the sky , 

 and guess what ,  

 he is here again next to the lake but with another victim . 

Reviews

[ANTO]

I thought the observer - the reporter of the piece was going to turn out to be the lake itself, or a jetty or some inanimate object (is anything inanimate though...? anyways)
This is sad and so real too.
Well penned Wafaa.

[Abeer Tarek]

Extremely depressing but simple and holds a lot of meaning..your writing skills are beautiful so is your idea, thank you for sharing this.

[wafaa]

thank you dear friend ♥

[Skylah Ginette]

This is a strikingly sad, haunting poem. Well done.

[wafaa]

Thank you :)

[Michael Stevens]

An all-too-real scenario, you see it all the time, maybe not to this extreme, but someone completely loses their own ideninty.

[Archos]

Nice write. Calling the girl victim made for a great punchline for me.