The Best Revenge Poem by Ankita poet

With my heart burning with vengeance, a curse came to my lips
For I still remorse that time my heart was crushed to pieces.

Words and more words, harsh as stones and poison arrows
Pierced through me and formed an insignia of sorrows.

But I shall never stoop that low
And I forgive you for being reason of my woe.

My lips stayed closed and parted not
My eyes fixed at my own rainbow.

I have attained freedom from all mental filth
For I know that revenge is a murderer
And two graves always it digs.
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I thank thee for our separation
And that in you I do not see my reflection.

I am whatever, but not like you my foe
For it’s not thorns but flowers that I sow.

I refuse to take this path of darkness
Coz I know that my best revenge being only success.