So
Of your own choice
You taint tolerance
As you're doing so
I'll watch tolerance speaking
On
A mother's painful accouchement
Infant's strifeful birth nascent
The child-raising problems
With conjunct ailment-problems
Tradition's manacles
Along with social obstacles
Matrimony's undone suppression
Connubially dispirited depression
Familial temper of moods
Unfamiliar play of crooks
Stealthy years most unhealthy
Departed in homes all filthy
Empyreal war of human culture
Evanescing pattern of life's nature....
Now
Sh..tolerance is silent, isn't speaking
A silent fight within the self on going
All shades of somber mood
Sad and hatred incurred
Darker shades of rainbow colours
Drowning with the brighter colours
A built-in patient
In the heart of a live monument..
So
Of what colour your choice
To taint tolerance
Your defence of tolerance is as laudable as the muted tones and shades tuned to our everyday existence. Let it be so. Rgds, Ivan
Great poetic discussion Indira To the question I would say: What colour is behaviour? For there intolerance is bred Green, violet or indigo Orange, yellow, blue or red Such colours live in rainbows As component parts of life Yet in tolerance together May turn their colours into light Sincerely, Egal..
Silent actions are more damaging than opened up words.. Silent killing.... how dangerous..
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I would like to translate this poem
Tolerance is for Strong…requires rigorous psychic and somatic discipline… Not for the feebles… Intolerants are but psychically week… Tolerates survive … Intolerants perish…well done Ma’am 10 Ms. Nivedita UK PS Cordially invite to my page n