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HEART OF STONE ......

HEART OF STONE .......

There are people with heart tender and clear,
And pure soul with emotions that are dear.
But some people have harsh heart known,
Cause those people have a heart of stone.

Those people who leave their parents at their ripe old age,
Are really inhuman, in this world's stage.
Leaving their parents to cry and moan,
Cause those people have a heart of stone.

Those people who forget the love and affection,
They received from friends at difficult situations.
Those people don't know they will reap what they have sown,
Cause those people have a heart of stone.

Those people who leave others in trouble,
Trying to make their own lives comfortable.
They never feel sorry for what they have done,
Cause those people have a heart of stone.

The ones who are always ready to help others out,
Are gems in this selfish world, no doubt.
But there are some people who just think about their own,
Cause those people have a heart of stone.

       ------- RAJALAXMI BEHERA

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Comments

  1. Absolutely true words you have written
    Amazing dear ❤

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  2. This is really a very deep message for everyone. Every line perfectly portrays about the people who have HEART OF STONE in the society.
    Absoluty awesome, sis! 💗

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  3. Like ngl veryyy honestly this is my personal favourite one 🙂❤️. Very true and alluring 🦋💜💜

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  4. This poem
    Yes this poem
    Really this poem has the power to melt down any heart made up of stone! 😢😭

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  5. Absolutely true nice 👍👍👍😊

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  6. Mind blowing ❤️❤️❤️

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