TIE WE DIE
A rhyming poem
There is a thread between our hearts,
A bond no distance pulls apart,
A flame that time cannot deny—
We hold this tie, we die, we fly.
It started soft, a quiet spark,
A whispered light inside the dark.
No matter how the storms passed by,
Still you and I—tie we die.
Through broken nights and heavy days,
We walked in wildly different ways,
Yet somehow love refused to lie;
It held us close—tie we die.
The world tried hard to make us break,
To steal the dreams we dared to make,
But every tear we learned to dry
Just made us stronger—tie we die.
This tie’s a ribbon through the pain,
A bridge across the coldest rain.
It lifts us when our fears run high,
Keeps us alive—tie we die.
It’s more than vow or simple word,
More felt than spoken, sung, or heard.
A sacred truth we can’t deny,
A heartbeat shared—tie we die.
When shadows fall across our name,
And guilt or grief ignite their flame,
We hold the rope and still we try,
For love endures—tie we die.
It’s in the way you call my soul,
In how you help the broken whole,
In how your voice becomes my sky,
My reason why—tie we die.
If distance rises like a wall,
If people push for us to fall,
If time demands we say goodbye,
The thread still glows—tie we die.
And when the last of days appears,
When silence gathers all our years,
When breath becomes a final sigh,
Love holds on tight—tie we die.
For bonds like this refuse to fade,
They pass through life and death unmade,
And even when our bodies lie,
Our souls stay bound—tie we die.
So walk with me through every storm,
Through fractured nights and breaking dawn.
Let no one steal the reasons why
We choose this love—tie we die.
Forever in your hand is mine,
Across the stars, beyond the time,
A vow the universe can’t deny—
We rise as one—tie we die .
