My broken sword in the war of love

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It was my time of pains

cause my sword has broken in the war

Yes,H e is my sword in my battle

Who secured many triumphs in the roads of glee

He is in the theatre to heal himself

and he is in the mercy of doctors to walk

Seconds are running as hours to me

to recover my happy and peace

The war ends with happy

cause they returned my sword as new

Yes,My son recovered from his illness

SAKTHIRAVICHANDRAN

— SAKTHEEE2007, Dec 20, 2007

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weirdelf

18 years 5 months ago

Hello my friend

Sorry I haven't visited your latest postings till now, will catch up. This piece confuses me, do you allegorise your son as a sword? Is your son a weapon? cheers, Jess wishing you a Salubrious Solstice

SAKTHEEE2007

18 years 5 months ago

YES MY FRIEND

Life is a lovely war. in this lovely war sons and daughters are the weapons to win in this battle we need these weapons in an good order to achieve something . That is evergreen peace. Thanks with love SAKTHI

weirdelf

18 years 5 months ago

You are abusing your children

Let them decide cheers, Jess wishing you a Salubrious Solstice