Posted in Ballads, Mindful

Hard Hearted


A life was put on hand,

It was taken as a stand,

Golden days appeared,

Blue days disappeared,

Then trinkets were worn,

And many joys sworn,

Alas but enviness took shape,

Causing so many scrapes,

The life so wilted,

Never to be again tilted,

The realities were brutal,

The conditions unbearable,

So at last the life faded,

Leaving the hand shaded,

The hand had grown stiff,

It couldn’t even shift,

After the life left its grip,

Only then did it drip!

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I am writer and poet who has written many works and still writing. Mission: To spread what I know!

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