CRAVING RUBBISH FREE

(p.s. This poem was not written by me, but my brother who 'tumpang' my blog.)hehehe.

Some words are violence,
They shatter the silence,
Words that I hear,
Lurks to interfere,
Brings me the sore,
Stabs me even more,
Oh my precious,
Won’t you get it?

All I deserve now,
Those I need now,
Will loom into me,
Words are so uncalled for,
They just worsen my sore,

Joys do remain,
As well as the pain,
Declares are like play-act,
Too easy to neglect,
Feelings leave impact,
That words lack,

Yuck, they are rubbish,
That may eat you back!

So, my precious,
I love the songs you sung,
But not the words,
Twisted by your tongue…

BY: RIRU