Plumber-Plumber Go Away

Tender are the gossamer-like layers of heart,

That are easily broken to pieces, by the

Thrust of words even slightly harsh;

And it can never be mended by hands,

Howsoever skilled they might be;

The heart, pierced by the verbal darts, needs

The soothing balm of noble feelings, soft

Touches of sympathetic words, and the

Bagful doses of loving and caring balm;

Hurting the hearts of loved ones is most cruel,

It is despised by the gods in the heaven too;

It is inhuman to the hilt, and results sometimes in casualties fatal;

A plumber can mend the leakages from the

Watering taps, cisterns and the bathroom

Accessories, with the consummate skill;

Yet he is a novice in mending the matters

Of heart where skill is needed least, and

The cooling lotion of deep compassion works

The wonders beyond expectations;

The matters of hearts are resolved through

The language of heart, which is deeply

Soaked, into the alphabets of the sweetest Honey of abounding love and care; poor

Plumber is helpless to the core!