I tried writing a love poem. It didn’t work. Despite the fact that this is an agenda advanced in many spaces, I was not able to produce a word or two in this regard. For many, this is a topic of choice, one of ease. How do they craft such excellence with no or very little experience in what they call the’ realm of love’?
That is one thing. The other, to me, is that the definition of love has changed. To say it is changing would mean a head dug deep and ignorant to this concept.
And the other is that love, like a tree stands tall and has roots and branches, all of which yield a different fruit; sweet, sour and bitter. And so, what does it mean to love? Is love the topic that is silenced over tea? Is love the idea of indulging in physical pleasure? Is love only defined by the companionship of a man and woman? Is love a sickness that destroys the heart and leads to evil and immorality?
That is one thing. The other, to me, is that the definition of love has changed. To say it is changing would mean a head dug deep and ignorant to this concept.
And the other is that love, like a tree stands tall and has roots and branches, all of which yield a different fruit; sweet, sour and bitter. And so, what does it mean to love? Is love the topic that is silenced over tea? Is love the idea of indulging in physical pleasure? Is love only defined by the companionship of a man and woman? Is love a sickness that destroys the heart and leads to evil and immorality?

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