Sinner Sinner

By V. Sai Snigdha Sathwika

All the broken rules

All the lackadaisical fools

Till the end of the world, into a deep sleep we’re lulled.

Under the tree hid a murderer

But far stood an observer

Two sinners in a nut shell

All’s well that ends well?

And every leaf that fell

It sure didn’t go well

Maybe the memory rings a bell?

But no one can tell.

One little secret to be kept

Lots of tears were wept

By the time the kangaroo leapt

The secret was unfortunately kept.

By V. Sai Snigdha Sathwika