The Rotten Seed
written by: Manpreet Kaur Popli
The reap is the result of what thou hadst sown,
The seed was rotten,
The one thou hadst sown.
The child thou didst raise was defective from birth,
No — that was the delusion that thy conscience had birthed,
The child was the seed that thou hadst sown,
Now thou shalt enjoy the ripened fruit that hast grown.
The child that thou didst wish to kill,
Thinking it was Satan,
almost a demon itself,
Is now going to ruin thy life,
So now thou enjoy the seed that thou hadst sown,
Thinking it was rotten to the core.
Manpreet is a young girl who enjoys writing poems about the Victorian era, romance, admiration, unreachable love, humor, and self-discovery. She also writes novels. When she’s not writing, she loves to listen to classical music and read. Through her poems, she hopes her readers will not just read, but truly feel and experience every line — as if they are the characters themselves.
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