Behind The Easy Words Poem by Litan Dey

English literature gives us
-number of sweet words,
which are internal killer
Daily they has been killing us since birth...
Relatives are waiting
All hearts torn
Doctor come, Bend his head
And slowly said 'SORRY'
-it change the world!

When dear one call
-into perfume garden
with decorated disk
Long dreams and endurance
Dried
when you say...I'm busy
Her feelings leave breath.

It's simple to say
easy to write
But they go deep
I can't write how much
More strange our life is
-embrassing with these words
We can't leave them