a poem where i only ask questions

By MK Kuol

this is not one of those poems

where i am a lover

promising my lover i would forever stay

or one of those poems

where i say only things a lover would say

to his lover like my life without you

is like a sonnet without rhymes

or i crave for you like a sonneteer

sacredly crave for solitude.

this is a poem where i only ask questions

questions i don't expect answers for;

questions like isn’t it truly true love

when every road you take to take you away

from your lover only lead you to your lover

or isn't it truly true love when the bond

does not break even when hearts

have clearly, clearly,

clearly broken?

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MK Kuol is a severally anthologized, multi-award winning poet from South Sudan.

His works have appeared (or are forthcoming) on Ikike Arts, Arting Arena, Pulp Lit, Port Harcourt Literary Review, Stripes Literary Magazine, Kalahari Review, Fiction Niche, D'lit Review, Beach Chair press, Spillwords, Double Speak, The Sparkle Magazine and elsewhere.

MK loves dark rooms, coffee, moon-gazing, folk music (Arizona JJ's to be exact) and conspiracies. He tweets (rarely) @mk_kuol14.