The Open Eyes Comments

sensitive write, , , , some good lines indeed, ,

The poem is a beautiful account of how on certain occasions an impulsive action can cause a sense of guilt and constant repentance for all times to come. A stone hurled with full force fell heavily on a weak bird and: Instantly the delicate breathing life, Was lying prostrate, crumbled, motionless, Tha limb neck hung with ajar beak, ''O! Man what wrong did I do to thee? '' Take care. Truly Uzma.