Burns Poem by Neela Nath Das
Burns
Rating: ★5.0
My right hand has got
burnt yesterday.
Still I am having the
the then sensation.
It's you who made me
like this- -careless,
absentminded and
forgetful!
The sauce-pan with boiling
water fell on my hand
right from the oven.
Uhh! So painful it is!
For you it happened!
I am talking about my mind.
It's very naughty!
Only gives me blister
and burns!
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4/25/2024 12:31:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Friend and their uncaring attitude perhaps brought here through burns nice lovely