My pop’s seed, my mom’s feed
to deliver the nurse agreed
‘Twas my trinity to struggle with three
My first love so beautiful
as you cleaned the door
to have a closer glimpse I sat on the floor
you dared me to touch you I was scared
but you wanted me to,
the second one was a slithering snake
my nymph like danseuse
you winked and did sigh, wondered
why I always gazed into your eye
the third cynosure of mine at me smiled
she agreed to marry me if her dad agreed
the next morning her pop came running
Sir your son is stealing my daughter from me
I cried why did I not die
But I loved you all three why
till today I ask the dumb silent azure sky
None can just ever reply O why!
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Best wishes Lovedly...
Best wishes Lovedly...
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thanks friendly raj
I have already elaborated in ur poet's page
I wonder if that
Was that a real
How can't one be tricked
Knowing not the fake
Knowing not the ideal
"Love is blind" I heard them saying.
PS. Yoy rhymed all through though this is meant to be a free verse.
at times other constraints and immaturity play
a major role when one is in the youthful garden of life
trying to pluck flowers and plums
apples or oranges
then the minds complexities vex please
Thanks Rula for your deep comment
And yes read your PS now
love is blind
I had posted a poem here recently
and
my free verse since birth
always rhymed
A free verse has no set pattern
lines syllables rhyme not rhyme
all what is in poets mind
comes out as an instant fountain
or like a Niagara fall
Thanks