The One Who Held A Grudge
Beneath the grave, stays the grudge.
The grudge of the man which takes him above,
Into the skies of agony and sorrow
He remains harrow.
The man stays lonesome in the town of his childhood,
He broods over his past, but he budges
As he remembers his grudge,
Which the man lifts above.
Yet again he caught himself in the loneliness again,
With pain, he pushes it away.
Cause the man holds his grudge High again.
Into the highness, he falls apart,
He comes to the shore
Where life tears him apart.
He whines and smiles in his mind,
Still holding that grudge
So that he can die in love.
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Woah! This poem is so deep! Keep it up SAMRIDHI CHOUBEY!!
Woah! This poem is so deep! Keep it up SAMRIDHI CHOUBEY!!
Thank you @Lakshmy_A
Splendidly heart touching 🙂
This is very very nice. i really liked it.
Thank you for such a wonderful comment🙂