the seed of hatred
from your heart
before it gets rooted
into your existence.
The charred sense of calamity
Without statutory warning or alert
Shoots & branches within your ailing soul
Transforming you into a parasitic self
Where You are not You, anymore.
Don’t allow the roots of negativity,
spread in your heart,
I’ll turn your heart black,
and tear your world apart.
A white soul with a black heart.
You know, it wasn’t like this in the start.
It was red in the beginning.
It was good in the start.
But maybe it is as it is.
You either die an angel
or live long enough
to see yourself turn into a demon.
Spreading the roots all over the body,
The central core of who we are,
The stronger the core is,
The stronger we are, as a person.
The need of the hour,
The roots to carry positivity all over,
The moment negativity seeps in,
Tough to get a detox going.