Wednesday, 16 March 2016

Pain


A crippled four legged dog,
Staggering slowly,
I could see it but cannot bare it,
It is the pain of bad deeds You say.

A conceived mother,
Screaming in a great pain,
I could see it cannot bear it,
It is the pain of good deeds You say.

I realized, pain You present it to all,
It is a package delivered in the time's journey,
It turns to be bad and good,
Deeds we do define it,
You bless us with no Partiality,
This You say unconditional love.

Copyright
Kranthi Kiran Ale
16/03/2016

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