The whirlwinds of events had just started
Like a prelude to a rock song introduced
Everyone have gone headbanging
While we were just shocked, angled
We were totally embarrassed
We didn’t see any of that coming
You are such a hypocrite
Making people cry for false beliefs
Making people think their gullible
Just because you dream to be king
We haven’t seen any ruler yet
Who is a punk rock maniac
A liar, producer, liar, liar, whatever
I am mad
And I can’t stay that
But will you please learn
To rock a song and sing
“You are sorry, you won’t do it again?”
That would be an awesome number
To me
To us
You've hurt
YOU ARE READING
Pain
PoetryThe collection of poems with the theme of pain, as the title suggests, it is also about life and the hidden meanings behind all the elements living and revolving in it. Feel free to read, comment and critique. All of you will be highly appreciated.
