Widow is as Fresh

Love that you experience with one now
Isn’t hampered by the love pursued elsewhere
As the taste of mango you experience
Is not impaired by the taste had earlier.

When you taste a mango in hand
You don’t recall the taste in the past.
Senses enjoy what is presented.
A widow acts as much a first wife.

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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