Words Not Deed's Poem by mudassir ahmad

Words Not Deed's



A man of words and not of deed's
it is like a garden full of weed's
When the weed's begin to grow
it is like a garden full of snow
When the snow begins to fall
it is like a bird upon the wall
When the bird begins to fly
it is like an eagle in the sky
When the sky begins to roar
it is like a lion at your door
When the door begins to crack
it is like a whip across your back
When your back begins to shake
it is like a penknife in your heart
And when your heart begins to bleed
You'r dead, You'r dead and you are indeed

Saturday, March 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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