Covered With Rust
Anywhere I go to, I am being rejected,
This filthy nature has made me dejected,
My body is all covered with conspicuous rust,
which is like raw metal ore from the earth crust,
People get scared not to get infected,
even though my face is not affected,
This reddish-brown skin has now become a stigma,
which has placed my dermatologist in a real dilemma.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
