When an apple is ripened it attracted to be plucked upon, its strange people are still carnivorous enough even it starts to develop to become a fruit on. The shape of triangle angled upon, world seems to fight on. The poetry i write may be useless and freaky but may my words have different meaning while understanding like its peaky. The good acts as a good but bad acts as a good, The angels are devils now, the world is somehow decimated now. Being good may be difficult and one day will die, But the equalization will be weighed like a pie. Welcome to the day 5 of #NaPoWriMo or the National Poetry Writing Month i.e. April. In today's #poemtime, collab and write a poem titled the #difficultyofbeinggood #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
