Vainness Poem by J Sheba Anandhi

Vainness

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The forged chains,
The forced gains,
The forsaken lanes,
The forborne pains,
It all heavily rains
In the fields of vainness
And futilely drains
Going down nameless.

Saturday, May 19, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: name,pain,pride,rain
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rajnish Manga 20 May 2018

In a nameless life, where pain and vain are calling the shots and all gains are going to drains in forsaken lanes during rains, we are bound to lose our brain. Interesting poem inspiring me to write some random lines. Thanks, JSA.

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