I curse my fate
As I am unable to hate
Those who outcast their state of injustice
Inflicted with thoughts of malice.
In my dream I go to heaven.
I find Him in His Holy garden.
I tell Him” I have a home of love and mercy
That makes me to forgive those who sink into injustice.”
He smiles at me shaking gently His head.
His face, I see, becomes, red.
Human heart divides into two parts.
One shows hardheartedness
Another feels kindness.
But you have to fill your heart
With kindness
With hardheartedness.
Then you feel painless
Those who outcast their injustice.
After that I fill my heart with kindness
And hardheartedness.
Finally,
I am contended at least.
Author Bio:
Parnashree was born in West Bengal In Kharapur in 1988. She is an Indian writer and poet and completed her M.A. from Vidyasagar University in India.
As I am unable to hate
Those who outcast their state of injustice
Inflicted with thoughts of malice.
In my dream I go to heaven.
I find Him in His Holy garden.
I tell Him” I have a home of love and mercy
That makes me to forgive those who sink into injustice.”
He smiles at me shaking gently His head.
His face, I see, becomes, red.
Human heart divides into two parts.
One shows hardheartedness
Another feels kindness.
But you have to fill your heart
With kindness
With hardheartedness.
Then you feel painless
Those who outcast their injustice.
After that I fill my heart with kindness
And hardheartedness.
Finally,
I am contended at least.
Author Bio:
Parnashree was born in West Bengal In Kharapur in 1988. She is an Indian writer and poet and completed her M.A. from Vidyasagar University in India.
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