Man searches in the garden,
For a fruit to find,
Some say it's sour others pure divine,
The dispute itself as old as time.
Does love bear fruit and produce wine?
Or does it wither and choke in the vine?
Many a man has tasted 'love'.
Some found it sour others like heaven above.
I consider myself lucky for Love I did meet.
For I am a man whose tasted Love and found nothing as sweet.
Love is bitter sweet, say many based on their experiences; but for this poet, it is sweet ever!
Simple and truthful. I like it, it has an easy flow and rhyming scheme and it's catchy.
To portray so much about love in so few words is an achievement, a good poem!
Excellent poem, I consider it an honour to read any one of your poems
Love is the basis of everything beautiful in our life or on earth. There are times when people do have conflicting opinion about love but there is no denying that it has a divine connection. Thanks. Some say it's sour others pure divine, The dispute itself as old as time.
So lovely poem. So lovely poem. Your thinking is good. I enjoyed your poem
Lovely poem. Love is always sweet. The tree bearing it may be full of thorns.
Theme, diction and style are simple presentation, is exuberant!
Love is the sweetest thing ever if it is true. Nice drop.
Nice work with the muse of love! I am a man who tasted love.