Pyrrhic victory

Oh envy!

You're singularly driven by your jealousy.

You rob the talented.

You deny them well deserved acclaim.

 

You slaughter rising stars,

with your sharpened words.

You drown their artistic endeavours,

in your bile filled pool.

 

When you awaken at dawn,

and read the account of,

your harsh criticism driven by envy,

will you proudly boast,

of your pyrrhic victory?

 

Unharmed by your envy,

the self assured,

victim of your assault,

will rise above your petty jealousy;

and, will continue to pursue excellence.

 

 

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◄ Fondly remembered

A poor sacrifice ►

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Abdul Ahmad

Wed 24th Jun 2020 09:39

Po, RoseMary and Shifa

Thank you all for your priceless criticisms of this hastily scribbled poem. Your indication of like is the encouraging icing on the cake.

Abdul

RoseMary

Wed 24th Jun 2020 05:21

Envy thou art dangerous. Mother of heartbreaks.

Wisely explained!

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