Peace of mind,
Let it grind,
Huffing through my sentiments,
No words left behind
You said you're fathomless,
A riddle and meaningful,
High objections, genuine rejections
How come you make me stutter like a fool?
I want my poems to bit,
Vigorous and keen to have teeth,
So the venom in each letter shall sink in---
To your skin, may heap
You said you're logic
Then where's your common sense?
Clearly, you're imperceptive,
Because I know how you're tensed
Attempting to toss me a bullet of pressure,
Locating the verge of anxiety
You're none of the amenable people,
Who would understand and know its variety
Sugarcoated scars and deep comprehension
Thin head's blurry, that's why you have complications
No offense though---
Keep your mouth on line, you half presented amateur
Go ahead and be conceited like an apathetic's chimes
But honestly, at all, you don't even have a
Peace of mind