Reverie

  Thy heart is now but sedimented rock Anger, anxiety and fear flock Without compassion, love or contentment Filled to the brim with only resentment   His beautiful creation has lost its charm The purpose now is only to harm His warning not to taste the fruit of greed Was dumped without reason and without heed   Vengeance to the core and hatred to the bones Has but left with many deserted wones An eye for an eye has made thee blind Kinship is now a luxury we seldom find   Loss weighs heavier than gain Every strike brings immense pain Will thy ever see to reason The world is all but changing seasons © Anjana Premkumar 2024 * wones means human dwellings