Treasure Island

Jinal Oswal

(26/05/1989)

A heart turns to a stone


A mother starts hating her child
A father sends his son to exile
A flowers is crushed by someone
A wife lives a life like that of a nun
A laborer life is in despair
A doctor runs a hospital which cannot be repaired
A baby is all alone at two
A tree is still growing at twenty-two
All these things a are a matter of pride
Before that, does your heart listen to those innocent cries? ?


@Copyrights reserved by the author

Submitted: Friday, January 27, 2012
Edited: Monday, February 06, 2012

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

improve

Comments about this poem (A heart turns to a stone by Jinal Oswal )

Enter the verification code :

  • Unwritten Soul (2/29/2012 9:17:00 AM)

    May few drops of innocent tears pour the sympathy to all listeners...and
    A mother never hates her child but sometimes need to get strict just to teach them
    A father also never do bad things for his son unless it just to let him see something
    A flowers is crushed by someone but it cant stop from flower to bud new again
    A wife lives a life like that of a nun but her husband maybe act like priest..but normal family
    A laborer life is in despair...because money? but rich man is despair because enemy?
    A doctor runs a hospital which cannot be repaired but as long as there is a patient it worth to run...and government if they care about their citizen then doctor can smiley care for them...
    A baby is all alone at two but at two and half is no longer alone...crying is ringing a bell
    A tree is still growing at twenty-two...flowering and fruiting for all loyal living with them too....yes we listen to their cry and we proud that we all worth for any reason..so smile_Unwritten Soul (Report) Reply

  • Joub Kahuria (2/10/2012 2:19:00 AM)

    i keep on thinking all these things are matter of pride and yea tis true pride has brought us all this scourge... great poem Jinal. (Report) Reply

Read all 6 comments »
[Hata Bildir]