Foul Soul Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Foul Soul



The little baby was born,
Many noble men went to see him,
The old man also went with them,
He saw the beautiful baby
And tried to bless him with great words,
But surprisingly the pleasant words did not come in his tongue,
The man felt very ashamed of himself
And hurriedly left the place.
Later he realised in his pensive heart that
He could not utter the noble words to bless the wonderful newborn for his foul and grimy soul.

Saturday, June 15, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: soul
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Me Poet Yeps Poet 24 December 2019

self guilt is to be washed first next time he will

0 0 Reply
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success