Envy.


Oh! Onlooker don't envy me,
For I am but a hollow show,
Dressed to raise your very entity,
In the social ladder I am very low.
Its my looks, that's all you envy,
Then I am envious 'top to toe'.

Oh! Onlooker don't envy me,
For I am but a morbid growth,
Set to hysterical envious mode,
In life's discerning vital state,
Its my approach, is what you envy,
Then I am envious 'friend or foe'.

Oh Onlooker don't envy me,
For I am just a passing phase,
That whirlwinds down the alleys,
Usurping all that deters it,
Its my ruthless means, you envy,
Then I am envious 'brow to brow'




Poetry by Raju Swamy
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Written on 2006-08-05 at 16:16

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Anshul Sharma
u know sir?? ur poem sounds like dimmu borgir's lyrics its my favorite badn.. and they r brilliant.. just as u r brilliant in this poem
2007-10-03