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Apples Life

May God hear my prayer That I achieve my goals today I buff up my chest In hope you find me the juiciest And swallow me whole My seeds will flourish For I am about to commit suicide In the name of God I look forward to my heaven As a grown up apple tree
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Vangaveti Avatar
May 26, 2022 at 11:04 AM
Life after death. Gives health when it lives, grows into trees after death!! A great insightful poem!!
Callus Avatar
October 13, 2020 at 3:39 PM
Unlike us humans, an apple is limited for what it can achieve in life, but it certainly makes the most them. Yours is a lovely personification, Tahira. ~ Regards // paul
Rodrigues Avatar
June 20, 2020 at 3:23 PM
That’s quite a bite of apple! I don’t know about suicidal seeds but when we bury a seed it grows strong. Blessings
Michael Avatar
June 19, 2020 at 7:55 PM
That's a unique way of planting a seed...A very creative piece
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