Why am I mad?

18 Feb

The mirror surely speaks the truth

When it whispers the secrete to your ears

It shows your hot,salty tears

It drills deep into your fears

In shock, you lock the appearance in a box

And your brain presents the locks

Emotions take advantage of you

And the devil is always there to trick you

Your lips curve into a fake smile…

you turn around to leave

your heart is soaked with grief…

Pity targets at you with an arrow

and makes the shot narrow

Now you walk down the streets

with a mark on your soul screaming defeats


4 Responses to “Why am I mad?”

  1. lalkrishnavaravoor February 18, 2012 at 7:22 am #

    ha ha… you dont want a reason to be mad…. Thinking makes men mad… keep writing

  2. Adventures & Tea January 27, 2013 at 9:55 pm #

    Beautiful poetry. I love your style! šŸ™‚

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