I Wouldn't Say Sorry - Metaphorical Poem By Shayana. P

I said to my sister that I hated her,

Maybe I was rude, my love was a blur.

I couldn't go talk or apologize at all,

Inside the house grew a raging fire so high and tall.

Trapped in the ring of fire my sister yelled out loud,

I didn't care, I was still a stormy cloud.

I felt bad that she was afraid and stuck,

Then I tried to save her with my luck.

I took some water to put out the fire,

But it won't go out it was my desire.

I said sorry and the fire disappeared,

From that day I hugged her and my problem had cleared!