He Is Grim Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

He Is Grim



Everybody praises him,
Still he is grim and gloomy,
As he knows in his heart that
He has a significant fault,
Which they do not know.
He tries to forget it,
But his conscience always stings him,
The sky is cloudless and blue
And the atmosphere is perfectly true,
But his inner realm is dark and murky,
For which he is unable to rejoice.

Wednesday, August 7, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 08 August 2019

He is unable to rejoice! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Me Poet Yeps Poet 07 August 2019

NOT CLEAR WHAT YOU WANT TO SAY

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