Nothing can break me strong
More than a pair of indifferent eyes
I shall not boast of a genuine generous heart
But it also turns hard at a face
That stands tall, cold and tough
Ignorance is bliss they say, I replied
Knowingly becoming ignorant
Can be exhaustingly vague and pathetic
Mistakes do meet us in the long way
Ahead as we go and face twists in life
A range of crossways pop and peep
Leaving no solution or reply
THEN one sole kind soul that gleams
At the back of recognizable beam
We turn to them for a flicker of hope
Never to receive from them ‘Nope’
If they turn straighten head with a shoulder cold
THEN nothing can break stronger
More than my very own close smile
That becomes quiet and shallow, to vow
Never to grow hand, never to smile
Never to believe a distant heart that
Happens to come close as a stranger.
Nothing can break me strong More than a pair of indifferent eyes is a piercing thought... for to come in contact with the very cold is to lose warmth. one sole kind soul that gleams At the back of recognizable beam, , , beautiful
a poem of utility... i love it, i love more the following lines ''Knowingly becoming ignorant Can be exhaustingly vague and pathetic'' a nice poem...enjoyed, give you 10
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I would like to translate this poem
beautifully written poem. then nothing can break stronger more than my very own close smile