Not the darkness in the sky,
I notice the silver lining..
Not tremble from the might of the thunder,
It’s sparking lightening rejuvenates me, I don’t lie..
Not the doom,
I feel it’s another way of love by nature..
Not the clouds,
I see the luscious blue velvet sheet spread over the sky.
How poor in karma one has to be
that you are eaten up by your own envy
trying to get me under your control
each time failing miserably
and then trying to be god
to someone n anyone who has the same ill-will against me
to make them stand in competition
despite knowing fully what it entails to you in the end
yet your ego binge eats on my life
by being obnoxiously competitive burning with envy
staying in your incurable narcissistic misery.