Spirit of Poverty

Copyright ยฉ Priya Florence Shah ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค Fake smiles through gritted teeth, every word a lie Slithering snakes trying to get in the gate Deceit in their eyes, beneath the darkened sky ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค Criminal minds, cold, calculating, cruel, entitled Woefully ignorant, spiritually impoverished Driven by greed, their hearts tightly bridled ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ–ค Leading mobs across the gun Read More …

Foul-Mouthed Snake

Copyright ยฉ Priya Florence Shah Their soul is stained From deceitful lies, From schemes and plans, Plots to unalive. Their gifts are cursed, Their words are poison, They’ve damned themselves And the friends theyโ€™ve chosen. With whispers of venom, They weave a dark tale, Foul-mouthed and venomous, Integrity frail. Beneath a faรงade, They craft their Read More …

The Day’s Embrace

Copyright ยฉ Priya Florence Shah This poem weaves together the various elements and emotions I feel throughout the day, creating a journey that highlights each cherished moment. ๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ„ I love waking up to birdsong in the morning, As dawnโ€™s soft light greets me with a gentle smile. The feel of my dog’s fur as she Read More …

Narcissist’s Game

Copyright ยฉ Priya Florence Shah ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘น His aim is to steal To control and cage A master of deceit On a darkened stage ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘น A smile that conceals The malice inside His intentions are evil In darkness they hide ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘น He craves the power The reign over minds Manipulating hearts With his twisted binds ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘น Read More …

Player’s Burn

Copyright ยฉ Priya Florence Shah ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ Old players striving To relive their youth, Geriatrics with harems, So base and uncouth. ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ Indulgent and deviant, Feckless and crass. The heavy cost comes For their reckless acts. ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ Now ignored and forgotten Their pleas fall on deaf ears, Because nobody cares For the bankrupt’s fears. ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿพ Read More …