Applenions
APPLENIONS
Deep-rooted love these days;
It's not about colour or race,
People are the same everywhere:
Either black, white, dark, or fair,
Life only presents good or bad...
We only yield to nature's command.
What people want is love
But some can't give enough
And others can't give it at all.
Eyes didn't see what intuition foresaw.
Love isn’t usually what we were told.
Just because you behold
the apple of your eyes
and both of you exhibit strong ties
doesn't mean you won't cry.
In case this image mystifies you & I,
Know this is the concept of love
once it eventually kicks off.
For you, it could be "what I ordered for
versus what I got at my door, "
Or it could be "my realistic expectation
versus my unexpected overestimation"
Love will give you the taste of apples
And also the tears of onions.
But make sure they are happy tears.
VICK MANUEL POETRY {VMP}
COPYRIGHT ©? OCTOBER 2023.
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