abhijit
@abhijitichor
guwahati, assam India
Joined Sep 9, 2007
Pitiful wretch!
Drowning in your sorrow
Spitting up the seeds of bitterness
Planted in your heart.
Some have taken root
A vine of self-pity
Already cleaving your soul.
Will you die with this anguish?
Will you rot from the inside
As the vines creep over heart and soul,
Until nothing is left but your
Anger and Hatred and Bitterness?
The seed is so hard to uproot!
Such a strong, sturdy vine
That smothers love and light,
Leaving only shadows and sickness.
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