To a bush,Thorns defend or tear
Just as how love is volatile to compare
One may love for long and nurture it deep,
while the other scorns with a hatred to keep
Beyond these emotions lies a singular Blow
Just as how a bud just prepares for its first sow
Rather than nurture me or tear,
Let me feel your presence and leave me be as a snare
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Triplet Of Trifling Poems
PoetryThree short poems which I wrote in a short span of one another to test my basic ability,Please give opinions and kind advice
