Wounded
Jul 6, 2021
We all must’ve witnessed someone wounded!
Some wounds can be healed but rest are left on your soul and it helps you grow stronger..
So let’s begin with it!
With more groans and dried eyes,
He trampled hard to rise and shine.
The tender bruise didn’t let him die,
The scars steel that would spring.
With the pale face and the cheery cheeks,
Confined the art that veils the twinge.
Left the sting with thee withered soul,
Walking alone wounded on the thorn.
Farewell, early wilt reach abode thou,
As the cold shore, pass the casual care.
The fallacy was to heal the wound,
The anguish lies with the dying breath.
