My pain is your pleasure.
Each cry,
Your special treasure. . .
My smile,
Causes you displeasure.
To prevent that,
You take every measure. . .
When I leave this town. . .
I will make a name for myself,
And make sure your name drowns!
You laugh now,
But soon you will bow.
Karma is beautiful,
It's existence,
Makes revenge undutiful.
Why waste my time?
I don't have to,
Because karma will do the work.
What comes around,
Goes around. . .
You better watch your back. . . !
For each smack,
Is kept on track.
Your facade,
Will soon crack.
Every secret will be revealed,
And everyone will know,
No one will forget.
For I am Karma. . .
And
Justice will be served.
Whatcha guys think? i had so much fun writing this! Let me know your thoughts in a comment :) Love you all! <3
YOU ARE READING
Poetry's Tale to Tell
PoetryOne sample of my work (Note not all poems will be so serious, some are story like others are light hearted): "Every day, something happens... Someone gets bullied, Just because "They're different" "Nerdy" "Annoying" "Have no sense of fashion..." All...