What hurts
Saturday, January 6,2018
8: 28 AM
It hurts me most
When friends cost
The dear friensship
And keep me boiling
I hate double standard
When they words
Of double meaning
I believe in clean heart
I mince no words
And pray lord
For giving me good sense
To make others not to feel tense
I make real show
And deal with honesty
I speak daily
With same standard happily
I know my limit
But greet
People with
Tight embrace and warmth
welcome shubham vaishnav Like · Reply · 1 · Just now
I know my limit But greet People with Tight embrace and warmth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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