If you lift your index finger
to someone, you must know,
the four others are towards you.
If you don't have the courage,
to face one, don't try to
humiliate him under the guise,
of a person whose mask disturbs you.
My face will then turn into,
another mask, may be worse,
than yours, then where will you
hide your ugly face and utterance?
Nilakshi, this is crude reality which has been expressed in your fantastic writing as always. Very well penned.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very nice write which every one must know and follow..Lovely!