::- Am little rust down -::
Am little rust down,
I have got no word to speak out,
Nor do I have an ear to listen
Nor an eye to see flowers sprout.
It has a limit,
It's good if it's steadily bound.
Limit's, that's what make man worth
Else he is like grey hound.
Thus, it followed
I did not arue
All the anger I swallowed,
And am left with but a throbbing brain
I can't cure.
Regards: Vinod Jadhav
"www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com"
I have got no word to speak out,
Nor do I have an ear to listen
Nor an eye to see flowers sprout.
It has a limit,
It's good if it's steadily bound.
Limit's, that's what make man worth
Else he is like grey hound.
Thus, it followed
I did not arue
All the anger I swallowed,
And am left with but a throbbing brain
I can't cure.
Regards: Vinod Jadhav
"www.tujhyasathikavita.blogspot.com"
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