The sharp tool produces sharp edges…
The sharpness attracts eyes
And terrifies too.
So, some fellow wants to remain
At a safe distance; some avoids close-contacts….
Can someone's face be sharp?
Because of someone
A series of cuttings continues in the mind
And if a relation stands solely
On the materialistic gain
Then, the heart bleeds often
By the sweet verbal stabs…
But, how many people knows
In reality, this sharpness can be the reason
Behind a grievous thought
Which can cause a shock wave
On the body-tree that can spread
Over nodes and branches
Or, to the leaves
And too, can give
An involuntary shake to the orchid flower!
Translated: 07th June 2019.
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