Poems & Rants

Rants & Mini Poems

So, here's a mini poem about a rumour I heard about myself:

Gold Digger

It was easy for you,
wasn't it?
Just to utter two words and
satisfy your weird desires?
To crave your fetish by
spreading a rumour about me.
Not getting enough attention,
made you do such things.

I wonder what things you might do,
if everyone stopped talking with you.
Maybe, you will start a rumour
about someone else too.
I shouldn't be affected by this but,
you got me.
Never would I have imagined that,
you would stoop so low.
Calling someone Gold Digger,
depicted your ego.

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