I think we’ve taken love the wrong way,
It was never taught to us—until today.
Let me unblind you, let you see the truth:
How the conception of love was always misunderstood.
Imagine you see a beautiful flower—what do you do?
You’re happy, seeing it bloom so beautifully, aren’t you?
You adore it so much that you pluck it and take it home,
Put it in a vase or a book, and forget it after a day or two.
But love, like that flower, thrives best when it’s free,
To grow, to bloom, to dance in the wind, wild and free.
When confined to a vase or book, its beauty fades away,
Its fragrance dims, its colors turn to gray.
For it is beautiful when it’s set free;
Let it bloom like flowers in a meadow, you’ll see.
If it’s meant for you, it’ll always be—
Do not jail it, for it’ll always try to flee.
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- Comment from author about the poem: it's about letting someone be free to do whatever they like to do without feeling being caged to know the beauty of what life is one need to know, i don't know if i make sense but i hope you like it and please do review me I'm a super beginner and guide me as well. I appreciate your guidance
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Excellent simile to beautifully express what fewer realize than should. Give the horse his head and then fly where he takes you; don't try to force or captivate and crush what is delicate and sweetest free.
Thank you for such a thoughtful and beautifully crafted insight. Your words remind me of the importance of trusting the natural flow and allowing things to unfold in their own time. It’s a powerful reminder to embrace freedom in creativity and life.
A true statement. Set it free and if it returns then it is meant to be. Nicely said
Thank you Soren
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