A Poem :D For Azims’ curiosity

You say you’re hurt,                   

You say you’re in agony,                                                            

But you’ve never been hurt,   

Enough to lose your sympathy.

 

Your life is bad ; Your life is horrid,

You’ve always had rice , instead of porridge!

Complain here, complain there,

Just you wait; I’ll give you despair.

 

You bloody insular fool!

You don’t have to duel,

Just sit and keep quiet,

If you talk, I’ll give you a riot.

 

You reprove everyone for your mistakes,

You did, without minding my reprisal,

So here, I stand my sentiments,

And you? You ran. You tactless imbecile.

 

You cowardly man.

I will make you watch,

I have become, what I cannot be.

I will never set you free.

 

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I haven’t been writing so, my style and rhyme is horrid.