Prompt 67
#WritcoPoemPrompt67
To pacify a friends' emotionally disturbed heart,
To handle the twists and turns of life, We have to try to lend a hand and help each other out,
Because living alone is like holding the edge of a knife.
It cuts the palms, bleads the hand;
until what remains is a fragment
of what one has been.
To pacify a friends' emotionally disturbed heart,
To handle the twists and turns of life, We have to try to lend a hand and help each other out,
Because living alone is like holding the edge of a knife.
It cuts the palms, bleads the hand;
until what remains is a fragment
of what one has been.