Cold Revenge

Shakuntala Kanakagiri posted under PenMuse-14 Poetry on 2019-12-21



A 'COLD' winter night and everything quiet Duped and dumped is a soul  forlorn with fright Cocooned in his cosy corner like a stuffed doll Seething with ire and ensconced in appal Chill in the air, biting cold to the bone Low temperatures giving him the cold sores Wrapped in the winter wear Warmth slowly settling in Yet somewhere he feels numb from outside and within Shivering and stuttering not because of extreme cold But by sheer drama of the ruthlessly bold Those who befriend with a smile but are full of beguile Superfluous in words and inside feeling vile Smiling with their eyes and scorn in their minds With derision and deception of every kind A facade so lovely and innocent and calm Cold blooded attitude swathed in a balm It's easy to catch a common cold than the stone cold sober Better to give a cold shoulder than running for cover. I break out in cold sweat on such Chilly nights Thinking of my state of mind at my plight If vengeance is the only solution for me Revenge is a dish better served cold For the cold-hearted with warm smile So I better have my say before I get cold feet _______ _______