Poem By Amit Sharma

Where is the line between the foolish and the brave
If you do not know, how can you judge?
It is said that the brave soul still fears the grave
And a fool is one for whom the grave, in daylight, waits
While brave are conquered and fools are praised
Around the moon, do turn and gaze
As my heart churns foolishly in its place
Please see me for the brave

Comments about Bravery

I do see you for the brave, yes, I do - with you writing such a poem! ! a good piece, indeed.

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