
Bliss of solitude reigns hearts.
Voluble rivulets pours down.
In gully, green is graze.
Like a dope, a drop flows,
packed with love so honeyed
Adam with his bust raised,
And leaning Eve;
Praise and glory sing.
Enticed Eve jinx spurred her,
Eating apple, ape is formed.
For Adam fortune favours.
Failed folly face covers.
Fetters herself, floozy turned,
Father finds and flushed anger.
Finds way to frolic world
Gloomy Eve is roaming,
With God made beasts, wild.
She sees the Eden and Adam.
Curses herself, lonely frightened;
And in earth is she, but Adam...
Routine sortie tastes brackish
As God the Father comes in the eve.
Lost company and failed care.
Soul of his soul is away.
How can he be happy?
Standing away from the fire barriers,
Adam looks at his dear,
He finds the thorns and stones,
Beacons to his dear;
Evocative becomes everything
Longed for the company Adam,
Restless becomes day by day;
Honey tastes bitter.
Calm and reserve, irrelevant words,
Who can stop the loving hearts?
Adam eats apple,
And runs the way to Eve,
Hark! the Eve, hearts join!!
Can he hate his 'flesh'?
Begins the venture daring hearts.
Sweet and lovely Father's Paradise
Dark and gloomy becomes.
Like a sign of care and mercy,
Loving Father follows them and,
Dresses them in bark.
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