Grisly Mirror

by Anushree Pal

Shout and scream
is all you do,
a silent night
is greek to you.
You grind the axe
and then you rue,
I have no way
to get you out of blue.

You slit, you kill
you curse, you slay
and then you hope
for a better day!
Despite warnings
you go astray
and then you cry,
you shed, you pray.

02-Mar-2012

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Comments on this Poem

thank you. it came out with minimum efforts. i myself was surprised at the end. :)

anushree
02-Mar-2012 22:21 PM

I liked the smooth stream of words here!