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Oct 2017
My anger is not like a bed of snakes
I do my best as what it takes
To calm myself and not to poison your mind
For you took me wrong, I am not of those kind
Who break glasses, plates and vandalise the place
Tho you have offended me by my race
I forgive you, as you apologized on my face
It's alright, I have learnt alot the hard way
I am not ashamed the way I am today
You rushed into a pretty face to get away
From your dark sins to repel and sway
I have noticed everything on and about you
Knowing the end of this relationship was near
Passing over a few hundred days almost a year
Am holding back on my tears, consumed with fear
You are not worth my time nor my tear
No longer you call me to sit by your side
Instead you ignore me and tend to hide
I am more understanding then you ever knew
Everything for you was infatuation that grew
Nonetheless, its a matter of choice
In this crowded world today,
                 ...you even failed to recognize my voice!


©sim
Spilling imagination.
Fiction.
Yohooo. ..reached #400 ;-)
Seema
Written by
Seema  41/F/Fiji Islands
(41/F/Fiji Islands)   
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