You might don't like me.
Or you might hate me the most,
Your are jealous when I smile,
You just don't want to see me happy.
Because I dwelled in your heart,
And wounded it to bleed.
And made your screams unheard
All you did was, desired me.
And all I did was, fled away.
My breaths are heavy after hunting,
And there is blood in my hands
You might get scared if you see my truth,
I'm uglier than I pretend.
When I'm on hunt I might disguise you with my beauty,
It might seems to you like treasure but you don't have any idea how good I'm at my duty.
You want me to seek pleasure
I might please you first, and then
It will haunt your nights.
All that you had me, will make you cry
And then you will realise, beasty I.
"I have never felt this much stone hearted before, too cruel to handle this world."_ R.D.
YOU ARE READING
Little Of My Life
PoetryHello Dear Reader Honestly! I don't know how to welcome, May be it's because I hardly get social. So let's start straight as the title of my poetry collection 'Little of my life' says stories of me or of any life, love happens to everyone, when peop...
