One Act Play ! / Absence Of Essence.

“””Modern time’s tragedy is,when love is not the center of a relation.”””

She tried to take his place in vain .

He never asked her how she is;

Dealing with the pain.

Apparently she kept repeating herself again.

She waits patiently  , hoping to hear his voice ,

Each time the phone rings even at  dawn.

She hurries to the door ,when someone knocks,

Yearning to see him standing there at the steps.

She says she knew him and his pride real well.

He thought  she  has  no  pride   at  all.

He forgot their vows accusing her being insane.

He never expressed  himself ,not even once.

Memories all she has now ,time will never repeat itself.

Jalal Michael Sabbagh-