The reason
Was to perpetuate
My affection
But for that virgin
It was a troll
For a perfection
To a well-heeled
A penny is a small-fry
But to an indigent
A rest to his baby's cry
So does the episodes to her
Are as puny as dirt of nail
To me those titanic incidents
Are as indelible as prosperous sail.
My ears heard, "He is reacting as if
I raped him"
To her! No,
I look to the endless sky,
And say,
What rape is to body,
Infidelity with emotions is to soul,
Body is mortal so does its stains
Soul is immortal so does its pains.
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Fallen To A Beast
PoetryIts really a painful feeling when you write something very true and honest from your heart for someone who left you giving you an liable reason but later you get to know that person was fooling you for your innocent nature. And its an akward feeling...
