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Branching Love

Branching Love

You never understand my love!
You said, "Once older it lost shine!"
Don't you think love a plant?
When becoming older,
Getting thinner,
Into the shape of
Innumerable branches!
Each branch carrying
The heavy load
Of the life-blood of love.
Throbbing lush-green leaves
Rustling the story of love
Into one another's ears!
Still you think older love lost shine?
Then you're unworthy to love!!!

Dr. Mukund Bhandari


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Emeka Collins

Tue 4th Aug 2020 08:52

Methinks, love should get better with age unless its root weren't well planted or even now well nourished.

Good piece.

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