Dead Soul
Dead Soul
I told my pain to sky
with tears it began to cry
I told my pain to stone
it broke softly, sympathy was shown
I told my pain to flower
it sacrificed its smell like shower
I told my pain to beast
sat in den, left its feast
I told my pain to fire
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it became cold and shier
I told my pain to brother
grin with said" not my bother".
This content is accurate and true to the best of the author’s knowledge and is not meant to substitute for formal and individualized advice from a qualified professional.
© 2020 Muhammad Rizwan
Comments
Muhammad Rizwan (author) from Lahore , Pakistan on October 30, 2020:
thanks
Jeshurun from Nellore AP India on October 30, 2020:
Beautiful perception Bro.