Madness Poem by Farina Afrin Malik

Sweet as the petals they fade
Soft as the glowing jade
time is of the essence they say
and yet we and our ancestors did not obey
Everyday another life lost
Every year a new path crossed
The Sun is setting in the East
And out come those wretched beasts
Those that will steal away our lives
Each word slicing through us like knives
As I write this poem I wonder where it will go
And then I think Oh No!
These O’ Levels are driving me crazy
I can’t tell a rose from a daisy
As random as that maybe
It can’t be more random then saying I Love Me
But here and now I’ll end this mess
By saying adieu I wish you all the Best!