A Sweet Assault Poem by DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK
A Sweet Assault
A slap or punch
Across the face
Looks like an assault
The gravity of which
Cheeks feel most
And eyes moisten
Displaying colours-crimson
To reddish pale
What would have been....
Mused upon- if it were real
Yet a sweet assault
When introspected well
To others wrong done
Expected wrong unto self soon
Mischief inflicted upon
In the same coin returned soon
And it does happen- testified
Hatred reaped as hatred sown
Many a time and on many occasions
And I take it as a sweet assault
Withstood until I be made a new man
Ready to be taught a lesson………
Many many thanks............Herbert...........I am humbled...............
Many many thanks............Herbert...........I am humbled...............
Poem with great message.... Very true said life often punches us and teach us a lesson. Thanks for sharing with us.
Many many thanks..............Valsa...........I am humbled............
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5/4/2024 8:02:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Yes, we will be paid back in the same coin! If we get a punch, we must have punched someone either by words or deeds. So when we are harshly treated, it is an occasion for self introspection and find for ourselves, if there is anything despicable in us and correct it... Then the assault on us turns a sweet assault! Quite logical!