Ahimsa Poem by Shourav Pednekar

Ahimsa



He survived my barbs.
I resorted to punches.
He said thank you.
What could I do?
I stood unhinged,
Examining my wounds.

Friday, August 14, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: fight,nonviolence
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