Hidden deep inside heart,the thorned buds of jealousy bloomed .
Looking at the innocent smile,the free laughter and the joy dancing around..
As if it was never that joyous..
As if something tempted,to ruin the smile on that face..
And it waited as if a hidden agenda,against someone,
To taint soul,with itself..
The pull downwards,who can escape it..
The blooming cacti of jealousy sprouted alongside it hatred,seething rage .
The wish to break the heart that loves to pieces,
And feast on it,
To feel the pulsating heart being ruined..
And the innocent child smiled .
If it is what it is,then here it is
My heart that shines..
