The horns blaring,
People fighting and shouting.
The loud TV spoiling family time,
Ignoring people for shows that ain't worth a dime .
That's what I do.
I am the noise, that you do.
Voices dominate his mind,
He wished they were kind.
They were noisy and made him do things bad.
Leaving his and the victim's family sad.
He is a psychopath.
I am the noise, the reason of his wrath.
Lonely people miss me,
Few avoid me to have a peaceful cup of tea.
One can't embrace me as I am,
No fleeing from me. Damn!
I am the noise you need, to find peace,
To live life to the fullest and to opportunities seize.
This post is written for Theme Thursday- Noise
Labels: Noise, poem, themethursday