Colours Of Love - Ii Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Colours Of Love - Ii
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By luck and chance one odd eve
In Eden, Adam meets Eve.
Playful, they start playing game
Soon as to the garden they came,
Custom, clue, nor any fuss,
Nor yet the twain need be serious.
And still not quite ludicrous,
Colour of Love called ‘tis Ludus!
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Musings | 26.02.2019 |
Thursday, September 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: butterfly,love
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4/24/2024 6:30:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes, Adam's meeting of Eve in the Garden of Eden was accidental. Their union was totally unpremeditated. God had the idea of creating Eve all of a sudden when He saw Adam sitting lonely! So their first meeting had the thrill of meeting a friend or a companion and they played together and moved freely not tied by any custom or formalities! You have given the correct shade of another form of love.
Thank you so much for giving more details on the subject (some new to me) , it is such interaction that enriches poetic experience. If it is not too much to ask, you may try and read all the seven (four more to come) .