Who's Mistake

Who's mistake....!

Under the weight of this sentence,

The humanity, relationships are crashed.

Least bother to watch their own mistakes,

But only busy in reviewing other's lash,

Mistakes never come alone,

It comes with humility, curse and anxiety in every phrase.

Who's mistake...!

When done, the piling process takes place,

Piled up with the blame games,

Many lost their life's in the rain...

Breaths are left but the spirit is gone,

Crowned with the silly mistake,

Wondering...it can be easily overlooked,

But never to be overcooked...

But who will explain who...

All are crystal clear and never want to glue,

Who's mistake...!

When happen, no one holds your plane,

But will pushes you into the pit as if your mistake must be out in a lane.

Society, family, relations are in hue, and will never sue.

Want some seed to grow...!

A seed of support, 

A seed of concern,

A seed of affection,

Most importantly...

A seed of trust.

On the contrary, it's said that,

Mistakes show your efforts to be straight to grow,

But this is the protocol of the society,

That you have to face the so-called blame before you can show up to them.

Least concerned with the effort and sacrifices, 

all are so busy digging your mistake like mistakes are profiles.

If a realm learns to see its own mistakes,

Then imagine, the world will be so much better place to live in.

Get hold of your horses of juggling judgments,

And leave the plain once and for all of ..." Who's mistake....!"