My Name Is Gossip, A poem by : Oliya Charkhi

My Name Is Gossip

I am a mysterious phenomenon
I am a menace to the society and families
An element of devastation and destruction
People can’t fathom my destructive powers
I thrive on losing or questioning people’s sanity

I hurt without killing
I plant hatred and jealous in people’s heart
I break hearts and ruin lives
I am sly, cunning and malicious
And gather strength with age

The more I am quoted, the more I am believed
I flourish at every level of society
My victims are helpless
They cannot protect themselves against me,
For I have no name, no face

I sneak and sow the seed of doubt in the soil of innocent hearts
to extinguish their joy
I sometimes hide behind a smile,
Or simply behind an innocent tear
Most of the time, I creep and stab from behind

To track me down is impossible
The harder you try, the more elusive I become
I target the vulnerable or the hurt
I simply don’t let happiness chance
I am nobody’s friend

Once I tarnish a reputation it is never the same
The wound I inflict never heals
I overthrow governments and ruin marriages
I destroy careers and cause sleepless nights
I generate suspicion and grief

I make innocent people cry
My name hisses hate
Yes, my name is Gossip

March 16, 2016 | Categories: Comment, Humanism, Landscape, Poetry Gallery | Tags: freedom, Gossip, Harm, jealous, life, My Name Is Gossip, Nigel Borrington, Oliya Charkhi, society | Leave a comment