A careless gardener once planted
a thorny cactus beside a gentle shrub
every time a wind blew across
the gentle shrub brushed against
the sharp thorns of its neighbour
they will pierce his tender body
though he bled his heart could not hate
his merciless, cold neighbour
who was made that way by the nature
yet he bled without his mistake every day..
It seems to me God sometimes plays the
same irony, or shows the same lack,
lack of sensitivity or tact can we say?
By placing a very tender, meek soul
With the harshest ones to suffer forever
Can someone tell why it happens?
Why are these soft tender hearts
are placed beside these bitter souls
to bleed and suffer forever by merciful God?
Or they coexist normally like light and shadow?
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
6 comments:
This is, and I mean this, one of your finest works! Keep it up!!!
it is straight from soul.. :( being hyper sensitive i really get scarred with these thorned beings who are cramming the world lately..
You may recall that I listed your blog in an ebooklet back in early June 2009;
http://hambocentral.blogspot.com/2009/06/best-new-short-fictionblogcatalog.html
Just called by and am delighted to see that you are still doing. KUTGW and all the best for the future.
dear dave,
thanks a lot.. oh yes, i am addicted to writing. so you will see me around.
wish you the very best.
thanks again.
trisha
Your poems are like parables revealing basic realities.
dear np,
thanks, i write on two topics mostly.. human beings and nature.
warmest wishes,
trisha
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