#triolet #poetry #French
Meaness dressed up as a joke.
Fear of anything or anyone different.
Those words that should choke,
Meaness dressed up as a joke.
Always with a stick in hand to poke
At authenticity, cruel words to vent.
Meaness dressed up as a joke,
Fear of anything or anyone different.
My words are created from the light,
I prefer compliments and kind words.
I ignore cruel words spoken in spite.
My words are created from the light,
That inner soul that, shines so bright.
I could call out the boring blowhards;
My words are created from the light,
I prefer compliments and kind words.
©đŠVixenOfVerse, 2026

