Poetry - Love Bud

By Simon Nguyen

Life is a pendulum, 
Back and forth it goes, 
Until the clock ceases 
For eternity.

Love is beautiful
As a fledgling bud.
It tastes mostly sweet,
Though sometimes bitter. 

My legs are shaking.
My voice is trembling.
My palms are sweating,
In presence of love. 
Where is my courage?
Is love so fearsome?
The clock's still ticking
In all of this time. 

The fledgling bud blooms 
Into a red rose,
With a sour taste
And merciless thorns.

My heart is broken.
My love is fleeting. 
But time will go on
Until the clock ceases
For eternity. 

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