Harsh Reality

By Anila Parveen

To start with the people who meant life to me,

well they left me out when i was a lonely sheep.

And they still had the guts to say i am changed,

well yes i am cause my heart was strained.

They call me stupid for person that i am,

But ony if they knew my hidden intentions behind,.

Now i like those bad peoples from whom i was told to stay away,

because they aren't angels and neither do they portray.

Unlike the people who pretend to be good,

with the horns of devil hidden on there hood.

So now i realise the beauty of a broken thorn,

protecting the flower with the pain that was born.

Maybe the era of good winning over bad has vanished totally,

because this is what exists and its the harsh reality.

By Anila Parveen