Reality Poem by anil pillai
Reality
with folded hands,
I begged for,
but i didn't get alms...
I knew it wasn't my fault,
but still fingers
directed at me.....
made miserable.
With an empty stomach
a harsh reality,
when one undergoes
the pain is felt,
it may be in the form of.....
Don't negate my love,
Don't negate my respect,
Don't negate my care,
Its not borrowed,
Its my own.....
Its......!
copyright 2016
anil pillai
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