Love Shifts
Ambiance flourish,
Strews cool odour of spring;
Feelings swing in inebriation;
Dreams too flow,
In the drift of bliss;
All seem awesome,
Feel like life in paradise;
Narcissism blinds our eyes,
See nothing except green;
Veils our mind,
Lurks our thoughts;
Forget there is always autumn,
In the next stage of life;
Veins go weak and dry,
Wrinkles form in face,
Body weakens, heart shrinks;
Essence of love shifts,
From tender age to old age;
Lived own life,
Now it's turn of tender youngs,
Give space so they can flourish;
Watch them rise,
And live for them rest of life;
© Sadashivan Nair
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