Behind the walls
a girl, caught in the glittery
dangling across her breasts, a name
like a serpent around her neck
its venom killing her soul
invisible she lay in broad daylight
some unmindful souls walk in
cursing and trampling, they walk out
Beneath, a virgin land
she steps in noiselessly
then plough with all her might
Alas! prints nowhere to see
She set alight the heart,
crimson fuels flow abundant
A lighthouse to the travellers
only if they could see
Beyond visions of rage and wrath
there lies cold mountains of an empty heart
A notebook scribbled with time
words fading away everyday
2 comments:
Do u expect me to comment on this? :)
Who is 'she'??
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