Stories that she had bled,
and swords that she had
pushed through the strongest hearts.
Her brothers and sisters,
singing with a smile and
strangling her with threads of
what they called love.
Every word set free,
wanting to drench in
colours of her tongue.
Armies of broken glass
and rose thorns, that
she had crushed.
That is what she did -
deceived the world.
~Sampurna
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Poetry♚ ❛ Juliet, Tell me what is it like to vanquish - When you tossed the coin, And stepped on the battleground, With the accent of swords. Still you stand, Hands dripping of sin. In search of Romeo, You killed, And killed, And died. ❜ { Highest rank in...
