Heart Of Stones Poem by Rishabh Roy
Heart Of Stones
No care, no love, no deed for others
Neither for god, nor for others.
Selfish living
Cruel thinking
Rude is their life
their hands for knife.
Useless power, useless land
like the weapons on a cowards hand
Thousand killed by their guns.
What was the crime of their sons?
For others, who cannot crack their bones.
They are called heart of stones.
Saturday, November 30, 2013
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4/18/2024 4:21:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
heart of stones, I like it, thanks. Please read my poems and comment.