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Long live a man without love.

Amanchakravarthy
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Poem Argues on the perspectives and need of love.

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just_curious_tho

Longing vs desire - are they different here? Seems like one builds the foundation and the other we abandon. Which is the poison?

Longing vs desire - are they different here? Seems like one builds the foundation and the other we abandon. Which is the poison?

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Long live the man without love!

A man without love

lives longer.

Longing lays the foundation of longevity.

Longing is born of desire.

The abandonment of desire

strengthens the foundation of longevity.

Freedom from wishing

leads to a blissful life.

A blissful life without love-

the life wished for

by a man without love.

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  • just_curious_tho

    Longing vs desire - are they different here? Seems like one builds the foundation and the other we abandon. Which is the poison?

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  • quick_gut_check

    What happens if he meets someone though? Does bliss just vanish or does the whole thing still hold?

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  • nodding_along

    Freedom from wishing leads to a blissful life - this line lands for me. Something tender about it.

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