The ice knife of ignorance,
Destroys serene innocence;
It strikes the heart,
Breaking it apart;
Without a single trace of blow,
Only water drops would flow;
Leaving no sign of pierce,
Bloodless pain full of tears;
Invisible and hidden,
The act is forgiven;
Time heals the wound,
But with a loud tear sound;
But the knife easily escapes,
Not leaving a single trace.
Copyright 2016 Chitkala Mulye (Chitkala Aditosh
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How very true. The sharp words of anger goes through the heart like a knife piercing but no blood but tears. I do know this feeling. Wounds heal with time, but scars remain sometime for ever !!!
Beautifully written. Thank you for sharing 🙂
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Thank you for your detailed feedback!!! Genuine appreciation motivates me:) Thank you for reading 🙂
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In some way, that’s the harsh reality.
Well written. 🙂
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Thanks for your appreciation
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Cuts right to the point! And so true.
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i’m stabbed
by this expression 🙂
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Very true! The knife of ignorance is like ice..it goes unnoticed for the world but the sufferer dies with pain..
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Yes. That’s right!!
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