Your Love
I knew well
The spring is impermanent
So too, are winter, summer
Monsoon, and autumn
Flowers fade and leaves fall
Fruits that are ripe decay too
Yet…
Does the sap of the tree
Or the trees themselves
Dry-off by passing seasons?
Why has it happened so
With your love, my love...?
Copyright © Christuraj Alex | Year Posted 2024
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