Abject Minds Midst The War Poem by Ayush Arya
Abject Minds Midst The War
This war of concealed envy will never end.
Our hearts holding wrath will never revel.
When the noblest of world's miracles will be exalted.
The poor almighty will be objected.
Yet the fragile minds of mortals will not be splintered.
Until the glaring spirits of this world will be blacked.
Merry upon the truth that all will be forgiven.
The pave their way to the hell's coffin.
Nonetheless the wisest of souls will still slay.
The given gift of God and will say.
Oh! Our hearts holding wrath will never revel.
This war of concealed envy will never end.
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Nonetheless the wisest of souls will still slay. The given gift of God and will say. Oh! Our hearts holding wrath will never revel. This war of concealed envy will never end. hatred, envy, jealousy, sorrow, racism. darkness. the terrible effects of war........ you are portraying all these in one poem. very nice poem dear poet. thank you very much. tony