Wednesday, June 12, 2024

Poem 199 : Like A Coin

 Like A Coin
                        - T ABRAHAM

(SOURCE: AI GENERATED IMAGE)

Head or the tail, matters a lot,

The two extreme ends of a being,

Baby and a child at one side,

The innocence and kindness,

Forming the boundaries for some,

Selective behaviour given to some,

Sociable and calmness comes,

The coin is tossed to see the next one,

A roughness with the gruffness,

Toughness in it's highest point,

A man and a beast is present,

Forming boundaries for the death,

A dead relation of toxicity,

Terminated by the selectiveness.

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