One mistake at peak time
May stand as a venomous snake
And will bite every moment of life
When it enters into the mind.
The poison so oozes out
On the outcome of thunder of brain
Burns the old wounds to afresh
Time and again.
Burn is not a wound
But a cause of it
Muffling it in time
May not do good
Till cause vanish.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Burn is not a wound.Nice poem, I liked reading it.