Avarice

By Anveeksha Reddy

You tear my skin and pick on my bones   

I label it as gluttony for you 

Churning and shattering the remains of my condones

It turns you dark with an ugly hue

You plan to rule on all our hearts sitting on our thrones 

You weren’t oblivious you simply didn’t have a single clue

By Anveeksha Reddy