Poems from beatme
Women are frail
Being a female is a handicap
in man's eyes
"what can you do with that hands of yours?
or you are frail--need to protect...
language is soceity
Love your own languange
one of the famous qoute of our national hero
But these days speaking different national...
cry
If crying stops the pain
I would cry a rain
I don't want my tears go in vain
and waist the cells in my brain.
If crying stops the pain...
valor
yellow dust became the blanket of your armor
blood have been the carpet of your boots
the one hundred stops at forty
the wounds that...
Greed that ate people
eagerness to have what they want
forcing a bent flower
to become the bee instead
what can the flower do
being the '...