Education and love
I witnessed the rain of moments
That provoked me to think again
in mystic houses we are tenants
Willingly or unwillingly, love is slain
Education has thought us everything,
Everything but love,
The tune divine to sing,
Reaching from above.
Bearing love with care
Actually forsaking it gently
Making love so bare
Fictionally picturing it bluntly
As flowers bloom
It seems soon
Love will prevail
Undoing the wail
poem by Vittal Vandavasu
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