Boil Poem by Ibrar Ahmad Siddiqi

Boil



Coming to the boil.
Held back by trolls whilst I toil.
Blew my top because I'm going sky-high.
Haters belong in the cupboard that I keep locked.
Getting tired of my paradise being rocked.
By a Tsunami of fools and their small minds.

Boil by Ibrar Siddiqi 8.12.206

Thursday, December 8, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: anger,emotional,stress
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Had a good day this morning but a hater just got to me leaving me to take matters in my own hands.
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