Ansa Essien Poet Rhyme

The one she hated was herself

She had a heart 
As cold as ice
She had battles with everyone
That came into her life

She would say a nice word
Every now and then
But afterwards she
Would be ripping of your head

Hard to please
Hard to talk to
She didn't have friends
Enemies quite a few

We often thought 
If she hated us
By the way she went
If we made a hiccup

But soon we began to realise
The one she hated
Was herself 
Deep down inside

But by then it was too late
As the devil was waiting
For her at hells gate

Her battles was
An internal one
She never meant to
Cause nobody harm

Just herself.

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Darlene De Beaulieu June 9, 2025 at 11:18 AM Hello Arsa, This poem is very sad. It is nice to meet you. Enjoy your dxay my friend. /Darlene/

Zyrool Gifford June 9, 2025 at 6:31 AM Hello Ansa, this is beautifully written and very touching. Wishing you a wonderful new week ahead, fellow poet.

Victor Buhagiar June 5, 2025 at 11:01 PM I don't think it's ever too late to save oneself. God is compassionate and would go for the lost sheep, no matter what.

Faruk Ahmed Roni June 5, 2025 at 4:11 PM Very well written. Congratulations