Negative thought pops into my head like a weed growing in the soul.
Head starts swirling the thoughts of injustice caused.
The weed of negativity starts to grow bigger, anger, rage, upset are its poisonous petals.
Negative thoughts, it feeds, and grows
Discontent its roots of frustration
‘WHY' let this weed of negativity kill your beautiful forest
Remove it with positive thoughts act as the weed killer
Watch it wrinkle and shrivel to insignificance
Let the good in you shine and rot this weed and its roots.
Don't let the weed of negativity spread to spoil the beauty in your head.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem