Bad Experience Poem by Malaya Roses
Bad Experience
I am are here
To collect some buds of humanity
After being chased to the alley of drought
Morality was corrupted
Mentality is suffocated
Many were falls
Into the trap or entrapment seems so tantalizing
Coming
Pouring like a rain
But scaring the soul of my kindness
To the gate of doubt and prejudice
Compassion is wounded.
When the body gets cut, and infected, the immune system 'learns' how to fight the invading bacteria or virus. Then again, when the mind is led astray by a selfish person, in a way, we learn what is true and what is misleading for future. which is better innocent love, which is fragile, and these days, can only exist in our imagination? or experienced love, which has fallen, and gotten up, and is harder to lead astray? I know I am missing some points from your writing, which is good, because I can still ponder over it. Best regards
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5/2/2024 3:25:44 PM # 1.0.0.1119
morality was corrupted, mentality is suffocated, but scaring the sould of my kindness, compassion is wounded I can relate with these lines. Gripping, much enjoyed!