Broken Soul
Fixed in those green clothes, my legs spread
Onto the blank walls those eyes sadly roamed
As I had my heart clenched in total dread
Weeping silently, for tears had stopped.
I remembered the events, the most horrible
When my dreams crushed and shattered
As I saw those eyes, ones extremely adorable
Staring at me, lifeless and blood scattered.
Those brutal selves, epitome of true cruelty
Plunged their tinted sword, into his heart
And had killed him in a blow, without difficulty
Satisfying their black thirst at his depart.
Misfortune had fallen on me with heavy weight
Abused; reviled; broken; on the verges of death
As I lay in my mudded blood, breaths in bate
Sending a final plea to thee, to close our girth
Fate had played its cards, not in my favour
And day I saw now, with those tormented eyes
As my heart still pumped, that bad flavour
Loss: of my soul; he, and body, leaving a guise.
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Poet's note: This is my attempt on bringing notice to "Social faults" on women harassment.
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~Love, Bella
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