Growing with grapes,
Reflect the tapes,
In helpless dreams,
Their flowing streams,
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sour grapes wine sweet and red grapes red wine We all have a bottle as we dine all sweeter grapes are mine ask Divine they within my heart entwine lovely ones like oranges kind I love grapes red and wine
A wonderful poem that captures the intricacies of aging. Yet aging comes wisdom and a blessing. Happy are those who blessed with a long happy life. Liked the two closure lines. Despite the wrinkles it is still the sweetest. A beautiful poem.
With the growing age love is sweeter than what it was in the youth. A lovely metaphor.
O God! In your name, Neither love is a shame, Nor it's blame, thank u dear Akhtar....... grapes and raisins.. you have presented a thought in a new and original way. thank u dear poet. tony
A beautiful piece on growing gracefully like raisin