Your high and mighty ways
Will come down crashing one day
I am of no fortune teller
But I will say karma is on its way
For your harshness
And your cruelness
And ugly words you would often say
I promise will come back
To bite you one day
For I know you do not care
Or more frankly,
You could not give a damn
If you were to hurt me, not physically,
But through draining out my emotions
Till there's none to spare
And so, yes
If you are reading this
And are ignorant enough
To shrug your bloody shoulders
Pretending to remain so positively blank
Allow me to emphasise on this
For your seemingly empty head
You are of no gent
No,
I would not think of you as human
For you have no pinch of kindness
Within your rotten soul
For you have no heart
You are just the figure of the demons
Other would not want to ever become
YOU ARE READING
sunflowers by the sea
PoetryThe book 'sunflowers by the sea' is a compilation of poems I have written. It is about the wonders over the hardships as well as complications of the human life, where the highs and the lows, the dos and the don'ts, as well as the desperate hopes of...
