Monday 30 July 2018

I hurt my parents

          My parents
Whom I should make proud
But because of my bad deeds
They had to look at ground
Who had always help in needs

They deserve an excellent child
Not with feature which are wild
Who always look like a dry field
Such child deserve to be killed


I deserve neither good life
Nor an easy honourable death
At each instant feel pain of knife
Should be denied from love wealth


My pain is so deep
That I could only weep
Deserve no forgiveness for relief
Forever I have dreamless sleep

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