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I Just Wrote Love There he stood weak and heavy laden, With the pomegranate hanging out there. Showing truth of identity in size, Cumbered with the load of care. In hope to join and fit just for a friend, He showed his big trunk and brood. Giving truth of his identity now in cover, In hope to get life with some food. Only to find the Mother, Son and Holy Ghost, Now searching for the Father in the fire. With branches of that coveted tree, Who tried all things to fan that desire. Now all are looking bald and grey, With cold winter patting all on the back. Leaving the Pomegranate with nothing to say, Except just what did I from them so lack. Just a few seeds that caused the stain, Showing blood on the hand for Life. Leaving all now crying in pouring rain, As they see the true face of the real Wife. With wood of trunk now building the house, They shelter now finally in love just find. Sending all back to stillness just like before, By hitting erase and playing all in rewind. Now they are all looking for the family, That proved the victimization of love. Bringing back truth of that identity, I now have nobody hidden Above. Here now you can hold my bare stump, It will be your friend now for Life. Only to find out the truth behind grump, Is because he wanted a specific Wife. Now he found her and went right back to see, The truth of his love now crying aloud. The house was taken and the children grown, It awoke the Great One in the shroud. Who whispered silently just Take Me Away, I need to see that real love of my Life. Who held on to stump waiting today, As accolades poured in for the Wife. Who took the truth and filled the heart, As the stump an epitaph just became. Showing the Wife just loved the start, And called it all the Price of Fame. Now they weep for the Rugged Cross, Who ended up with a Distant Shoot. Leaving all now looking at stones and moss, As the Wife adorned hat, glove and the boot. Leaving the stump just proud again, For he found his long lost dear Wife. Who pulled the fact back in pouring rain, And whispered my love I waited all my Life. With that the Ghost of the Lady arose, Taking back the dream that brought shower. Showing Story of Adonis Blood and Rose, That brought Waves turning in need of the hour. Sending all back into dream as stump life became, Showing reason why all cried out again. For the Wife disappeared and grew the name, With Stump began life of eternal reign. Now they fall down crying see the truth, The fruit didnt fall too far from tree. They all had taste of the Forbidden Fruit, While I just wrote love in Land of Mystery. By Anisha Achankunju (C) Lady Aiyanna 16th January 2015
Posted on: Fri, 16 Jan 2015 08:55:33 +0000

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