From The Pit Of My Stomach

Enemy...😶

Do anyone of you had or have an enemy?

May it be an it or they or a she or a he.

If so you surely must know them by heart,

And the not-so-good-ones too will put them in an Art.

Maybe you would have told something that hurt them.

And those words would have grown into a strong stem,

In their hearts, deep down; from the roots

Which were stomped into the ground by your boots.

If they have by mistake hurt you,

You gotta act as if they didn't do

Anything for you to get offended

Or made you busted, or being busted.

They might be one of the friends you once had,

And you would have told them all good and bad;

Things that had happened to you or your family.

And you'd have wished to live with them forever, happily...

They suddenly turn against you, one day,

And you try your very best to keep them at bay.

When they smile at you, you turn away.

And they ignore you, when something you want to say...

When, finally, you feel uncomfortable around

Them, and you decide to bury your ego underground.

And tell them the powerful five letter word, "sorry".

It surely will put a full-stop, if you had made them to worry...

Then they will forget everything

And join you to dance and sing.

They'll surely go back to their old self and

Give treats to every single thing on land...

You can turn an enemy into a friend.

That is a bond any person can mend;

If you really want to die in peace,

And bring peace to the world without any fees...

Maybe you are sooo lucky to have none,

Who is hostile enough to ruin your fun.

Hurray! Your life is gonna be much beautiful.

And you'll spend it in a way so wonderful...

Woohoo! Yaaayyy! Finally completed a boring poem.

It really is as hard as counting spectators in a cricket stadium.

I know that the content doesn't at all suit the topic,

And I guess it is as long as a horrible epic......

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