When pent-up resentment erupts, it takes too childish a route.A child cries and grumbles its protest. Yet nobody heeds....giving a simple go-by. Giving out a heart permanently is a candid deed of child. Your poem is a spectacular demonstration of child's protest audible to God only.
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When pent-up resentment erupts, it takes too childish a route.A child cries and grumbles its protest. Yet nobody heeds....giving a simple go-by. Giving out a heart permanently is a candid deed of child. Your poem is a spectacular
demonstration of child's protest
audible to God only.
@ pankaj
After all I'm a rare species according to you. :P
Good one laks ...
Like my friend wrote ...
Hridayathinde oru pakuthi ammakkum,
Oru pakuthi Baryakkum kodutha
Njan hridyasoonyanum aanu :)
The heart that u gave me, is still intanct.
Neither did i lose it, nor is it dead.
Had to place it some where safe, for times were hard and i could not bear to lose.
:P enganundu enganundu
learn to control ur heart...u know it is very easy to control our heart wid our brain
Sso touching
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