The mango tree gave me fruits
and shades.
I was sad when I left.
The jack tree gave me fruits
and shades.
I was sad when I left.
Likewise were a few more
trees
That gave me different fruits
and shades.
There’re trees having given
me only shades.
I was sad when I left them in
sequence.
Each sensation was punctuated
by a stroke.
Each parting gave me a heart
break.
Unions beget joys and
partings, sorrows.
Sorrows follow because joys preceded.
The one who sticks to a lone
love is unfortunate.
19.11.2000
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