It's been a decade of hurt,
A decade of retaliation.
Why are people so shallow?
Is my question to life.
Life laughs at my face,
I let out a blood curdling scream.
Why do you give me pain?
What is it that you gain!
Life says,"I am cynical."
I torment the strong.
A scream let out by you.
Is that all you can do?
I smile. I say,
Life. You broke me.
Bullied me. Shunted me out.
Here's a blade. Let me end my rage.
A moment passed. The silence grew.
A sadistic smile was plastered on life's face.
It smiled as though I never knew the case.
I flung the blade.
And laughed outright at life's face.
"Try me!" I grinned. "I ain't giving up. This is not about you. This is about our battle. And I will fight till you get defeated. Defeated for making me cry. Defeated for the shambles left. I am not the figment of my past. I am me."
A calm smiles appears on life's face.
This was the test. This was your phase.
You have defeated me.
And earned my praise.
I agree I am not a bed of roses.
But I am what one chooses.
Let's end this game.
You have earned my respect and your name.
A/N- Hey all! Thank you so much for reading this. This was my first try in poems. Please suggest me areas to improve.
Cheers.
KY.
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Broken and the shambles
PoetryWe have been hit hard by life. We learn and relate from our experiences. This poem is about how life flung curveballs, it is about how bad I have been hit, and finally, it is about how I tamed the wild beast we all refer to as life.
