How could I ever return
When leaving put the past behind me?
Some kinds of love I have no use for,
It would be like searching
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Friend, you have penned cruel reality so artistically. This imperfection is increasing everywhere in the world.tone of the poem is exactly matching with the theme.
The world is not a perfect place... However writing about perfection would become pretty mind numbing... Perhaps the world is not a perfect place so that poetry may exist... Beautifully written poem...
just a wonderful poem which shows your tender heart to your city and your cares for the poor...some broken pieces of your heart when you see the big gap sleeping silently and 'the reasonable indifference' that are freezing the city...whisper from the deepest of your heart...and it's not undertone but your true voice...
My favourite line (The freezing action of debt and terror) ..fantastic write, , Poverty is a gift of God to praise him more in our life or get his eternal wealth..10+++++ Great poem! ! ! ! !
gawd..this is good and powerful..great juxtaposing between wealth and poverty..fantastic imagery...perfect write on important issue. Thanks!
Can I be stretched Between two such worlds? On the borderline of each Under the microscope of publicity And the indifference of police... And though you take substance From the world you know, This is not what really refreshes You... The two worlds. You're either caught up in one, or the other - but hopefully it's one that brings true happiness and peace.