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Physical love perishes with passing of time


Submitted:Apr 24, 2007    Reads: 141    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Seasons came and went

Without affecting me

I was free like a sky

Wondered without fear

You brought spring in my life

Our love blossomed like a rose

Red, fresh and attractive

We never thought it will ever end

With the passing of time

Our love started decreasing

As if moving from the Rose

To the green leaves below it

Still we hoped for return of spring

We had tolerance for each other

We fought but returned again

We were in the real world now

Autumn came in our love life

Unbearable to tolerate each other

Now even the leaves fell off

Love moved to the level of thorns

Who enjoys thorns in love?

When we are still young

We world is full of options

We moved in opposite directions

Now it was time to analyze

We were not even on the ground

We had reached to roots level

With no desire to surface again





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