Hatred

It bubbles and boils
And writhes inside
It bends and it coils
With nowhere to hide

It seeps through the cracks
Of the walls I’’ve built
It paints my vision black
Preying on my guilt

Ignored for a while
It now shows through
It’’s strong and it’’s vile
But I know what to do
 

Todays poetry contest submission was written by Zoish Avari.

 

Do you think it could possibly be one of the best new poems of 2013?