People say love is pure and sacred, in some extend it can be wicked,evil. This poem is like a confession for me,the incident illustrated by this is a real one I faced. In fact I have regrets about the inhuman thing I did to her.I spurned her heart, reviled her faith and spat on her love.....!

"Wild Love"

She is a lovely Duck
Cajoled by a cunning Fox.
He awaited days and weeks
By using an hoax......

She trusts him
She loves him
But,
She returns nothing back.
Roaming with the wicked Fox,
With no wit in the heart
It is the thing she lack.
He satiates her passion
But,
It is not the true noation
In her crying heart........
It implores for caring
It asks for love,
Which is not tasted by
Lovely duck...
Alas,
Fox will never grant the "need"
Bit by bit he plants
The "seed" of doom
Upon her soul...........!

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Raj Arumugam
I like the style of this poem, Punsara...it's written in the style of the fable and it's funny and at the same time a little sad - but as your other readers suggest, we all learn about our emotions and ourselves and we get better...
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robyn selters
A candid write... showing growth and understanding... and some regret. It is good you have realized this... and a human moment we understand... but with this recognition, a more consciously chosen path of consideration and genuine love is more elevated and can feel so much better and celebrates the capacity of a human to love unselfishly for the benefit of both
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Karin Anderson
We learn by our actions Punsara and if love is pure it will return if it is meant to be. The duck and fox make great characters to tell your story and you have creatively expressed yourself with strong writing. I love the "seed" of doom upon your soul"
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Bob Blackwell
Who we love or make a friend we should choose wisely. Love is never evil, yet the lack of love in our world is it's biggest problem. Enjoyable poem.
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