Vishal Sharma

Rookie - 185 Points (10th july 1996/Samastipur (Bihar) / India)

My Views That Kill, O Lord! - Poem by Vishal Sharma

Bitwixt the sunday nap and the monday hill task
joint tragedy that circles my mind up engulfing it whole
and shocking enough to mix them up and down, a ride
that has planted my mind with those infectations
what a whold deadly game a person may have seen
thanks God, I am not one of them
You always cheat me, why?


Comments about My Views That Kill, O Lord! by Vishal Sharma

  • Rookie - 323 Points Poetheart Morgan (8/22/2013 8:20:00 PM)

    The truth is not what we see! It belong the almighty, God. Is beyond our sights. So, dont be disappointed, we are just men and we know nothing. But whom that seek will find it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, August 23, 2013


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