Her paintings embodies
… Love is free
And therein her sculpture
Is engraved;
“The abovementioned; enamoured
…Cost nothing.”
How much is your love?
Warm affection, to her is
All it takes
To strike and have a spark
… “love is free
It has a priceless tag”
… She will say.
How could she have known that
Love is hyped
Or so not meant for rags
… When she is
Just an art, hanging there
On the wall.
How much is your love?
For her love; I tried all
But I still
Couldn’t get hold of her
High towers
Sampling and lavishing
The pockets…
Waiting for lovers to
… come procure
Her ravishing beauty
Yet she says
Love can never be bought
… Love is free.
How much is your love?
💙
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Thank you
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Wow! This was good. Well written and the pic selected to represent this poem was an apt one too.
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Thank you Anamika
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Welcome Vincent!
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Don’t give up
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Wow
This is very beautiful
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Thank you. I am grateful Tina
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