I can feel shame
But pass no blame
It is my own creation
With shaky foundation
It is like salt
Always applied after noticing fault
It gives lots of pain
Same type of feeling does not remain
What happens when you go down?
Commit access and fail to own
It is as good as letting no one
To come near and help for action
I had dubious way of dealing
There was no scope for healing
The deception and forgery had its sway
I was just facilitating the way
I collected millions of rupees to form future
I was not doubtful but doubly sure
The bond and relation had no place
I was hell bent upon maintaining the craze
All of sudden I have come to realize
That this evil money can not purchase
Bring about peace and happiness at home
I wanted old days back which were left behind or gone
Money can't buy happiness. Sean Yong23 minutes ago Stable structure. Well composed. Skillful execution, but it lacked Oomph. The X factor that would captivate the audience was seemingly absent.
Nice feel Dude Zero19 minutes ago Has amazing feel..but it could have been better, felt something could have been added..not sure what! ! Comment +1
Tell me more. Caroline Carolina13 minutes ago I like how it started, then slowly expanded. The condition of the past connecting with shame, blame and maybe a bit regret for the time passing. I just feel like you had more to say and the rhyme is not forced, didn't seem like it forced you to say things but they were your own opinion though I think you would've hit home dead on without it. Just a personal opinion. Don't mind me, keep writing, it was a pleasure and honor to read you. Comment 1 Comment0 Hasmukh MehtaLess than a minute ago u r touching my nerve. it is simple way of putting after experience
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great Nomak'hosi Adonts'i18 minutes ago this evil money cannot purchase or bring peace back home... Great Comment +1
that's so beautiful my sweet Anna Laurencio26 minutes ago that's so beautiful my sweet c'est si beau mon doux,
that's so beautiful my sweet Anna Laurencio26 minutes ago that's so beautiful my sweet c'est si beau mon doux,
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I can feel shame But pass no blame