Wound

Life is a fragment that disapproves all Its a fraternity that holds for few Arena of life is so painful When watches it with a telescope of kindness All sadness broke out of losses Endurance of time may balance mindset Some weep and die in the midst of thorns As it pierce and jerk life from all sides Blood stain speaks cruel side of livelihood Supremacy probe happiness always There in that quest form two idols Unknown tears or few wound marks Prominent part of life is its structure Demolishion of it is not human part There on that way contradicts natures rule Power is the tool to live and let live ©2014 SALINI.S.NAIR. All rights reserved. by SALINI NAIR