She walks with grace
Light as a feather
Such a beautiful face
But changes like the weather
She sees your mistakes
Like a crow so clever
She watches your sins and give it back ten folds.
You won't believe it but her wrath is so cold
She even sends shivers to the snow
Your punishment is not to be told.
She'd whisper it
Like its no biggie
Striking you once
She never misses
Even death would be pleasant
But it respects-no ,more like worships her.
And her name is karma
Long forgotten but just know,
She is always so so close
This is another of the poems belonging to my up coming story.
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Beauty Behind My Madness
PoetryAnd a little taste of mind games.... 'Oh what a manipulator' I'd congratulate.... "Cause no one can do it like me" I'd say. ❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄ Well..... My poetry book..... If you dare please go ahead.... Oh but please watch your head.... 🌹
