A freind wrote a poem on FB:
"you say i write
from the heart…
if only you saw
how hard it’s been hit
by that dart!
alas, i fail to learn
dodging –
that wonderful art
and end up simply
writing!"
I said to him:
"oh my
i threw a rose
to kiss your heart
and its one thorn
pierced in
see how now
blood is gushing out
i receive it with solemnity
for I see
that all bleeding
is not bad
specially when
its getting donated
seeing this I hope
next time I throw
a dart
you will not dodge"
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