M. Asim Nehal
Grapes Are Sour - Poem by M. Asim Nehal
Those who complain every time that
life is not helping them all around
People are selfish, they are helpless
they are the best yet always feeling unrest.
They get bogged by other’s success
Unable to accept the facts and digest
for them writing poem is another test
Skills are limited yet mouth is farthest.
They claim to be courageous
but when comes the situation they disappear
they wait for the correct situation to reappear
they make valor claims as if they are daredevils.
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