Poem -

Pride

The way people show it

Its like they eat it everyday like their forced

To have it , unlike our fellow  needy ones they

Always find their way of success

While the one with pride always loose in the

Battle field as they always think their better than anyone In the

World they always snatch essential things in a flame

And when things go wrong pride runs away  and they  blame

It to those who won many battles in life as they ask

Themselves what went wrong in their task

In life as they remember the words their mothers

Used to tell them how the content of your book fails

To create you a diary of a failure as time goes

Your  wounds gets worse

Your scar of passion always bleed

Blood and you always plead

Guilty as your sins count true love needs nothing to survive

As you look back at yourself in a mirror you realise how all of it

Began the day you thought you were on top the world

But forgetting that you have no plan to so rounder the consequences

Today here I am defenceless like the poor as I never

Followed instructions in life they once said “born rich , stay rich ”

But I never followed I tied my life with an unbreakable rope with pride

Today it gone and has thrown me in a world even the birds from the twilight

Sky cannot fly away  those who have a plan can escape with their sights gone.

And you might wish you were born in a world with  no sins.

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