Love entropy

malubotelho

  • Love came

Love planted
Love flourish
Love lasted.

Love left
Love dried
Love fell
Love died.

  • Author: Malu (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 19th, 2017 11:06
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 52
  • Users favorite of this poem: whisperingquill
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  • onepauly

    only to become new again the next day.

    • malubotelho

      You are always right Pauly. I almost added another line saying: love recicles. But I preferred to live for people to think.

      • onepauly

        every day is different

      • FredPeyer

        Malu, I like this one a LOT! Love the layout too.

        • malubotelho

          Thanks Fred. When time is short one just post a short one. Thanks for commenting.

        • Fay Slimm.

          How succinctly true these lines about love - unnurtured it dies and that is so sad. A haunt of a read my friend.

          • malubotelho

            Thanks Fay. It is true. Love is like a garden. Needs attention to flourish. But I don't think love dies, just change places.

          • Michael Edwards

            Although full of very little its full of punch - full of admiration for this simple little verse.

            • malubotelho

              Thanks Michael. Lovely 😊 comments

            • burning-embers

              Malubotelho A sad but recurring event in our lifes. Rejoice!!! for the soil is fertile.... and the sun rains its life giving rays upon us. Each morning brings that windblown seed which may fall at our feet and if we reach down and nurture it........ surely a new love will flourish. Yours is a lovely thought provoking write.

              • malubotelho

                Thank you my friend. Like I've said on a comment before. I write this when I saw this picture a friend sent to me. Those words just came to my mind. This picture is soothing but has a hint o sadness to it. Thanks for commenting.

              • BRIAN & ANGELA

                Thanks MALU ~ we all love you ! BUT ~ That's the story of ~ that's the glory of ~ that's the strife of ~ the short lived life of ~ the twisted knife of LOVE ! Thinking of you Sweetheart ~ Hugs as always BRIAN

                • malubotelho

                  Thanks Brian, I love you all too. This is the beauty of life and this is the beauty of love. Needs understanding.

                • kevin browne

                  such a writer you are I become fascinated who you write such beautiful words even though they are sad. it's always a love to read your work. great passion.

                  • malubotelho

                    Thanks my friend. I'm studying your words closely. I'm flatened by you though.

                    • kevin browne

                      can you explain what you mean by 'flatened by you though' please? I'm slightly confused about your meaning. thank you for studying my work, it brings such warmth to me to know that you are inspired. I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

                    • Heather T

                      Succinctly and poetically rendered truth.

                      • malubotelho

                        Wow! Beautiful words. Thank you so very much.

                      • whisperingquill

                        Damn, eloquence personified
                        it always whispers with a new sunrise

                        • malubotelho

                          A new sunrise to renew the world. To recicle what seems to be lost. Thanks my friend.

                        • Gary Edward Geraci

                          Love resurrected.

                          • malubotelho

                            Love never dies, it only relocates

                          • Goldfinch60

                            Very good write. Love will come again.

                            • malubotelho

                              Yes for sure. Just be pacient



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