However, He did not smile as if nobody understands his feelings. I was wrong in a way as I realized that it was because the silent sharing was glowing face that’s more than a smile.
I had the new experience that the compassionate look is deeper than the smile, the sympathetic comments, and even the words of comfort. I felt the warmth of comfort.
“All right, your attention, please, the next poem is named, ‘Living in a Grave’ and it says:
When you receive unhappiness
From this world while
Giving affection and unselfish love,
Moreover, when you pay
For what you haven’t done
Moreover, for what you don’t deserve,
Moreover, when you face trouble
Just because you wanted to be
A human of honest word and deed,
When you receive rejection
Just because you’re different
From the other people and
When others accuse you of
Something, which you never imagine,
Moreover, when others ignore you
For you’re not typical,
Then you’ll know that you’re
Living in a grave; Bhagouauty.
Well, it finishes here, but what do you mean by living in a grave. I can understand it, but I want to hear from you, would you like to tell me, please,” she said.
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