I sipped the bitterest wine of disrespect
When the sweetest word echoed in my ear.
But when the kindest word echoed through the ears,
I heard those sweetest words
And threw away the sweet vine.
When the cunning minds made their way through me,
I accepted the glass of vine filled with all kinds of betrayals.
But when the wisest minds made their way through me,
I rejected the glass of vine
Filled with all the sweetest fruits of my honesty.
I paved my way towards disappointments
When the dejection of people kept walking with me,
While I was alone,
But I never noticed the happiness walking with my shadow
Just like those people never noticed me.
We loved the vine with the bitterest taste given to us,
But again, when the time of the sweetest vine came,
We feared that vine without tasting it,
While remembering the old one.
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