She Wanna Dive in Skies
Like a Free Bird
But Starved Eagles wreck her Hopes
Lurk upon her to Snatch
her flesh with their Edgy Claws
She smell Temptations in their Intentions
And Trim her Wings
Cage her Hopes
Walk on Lands
They Assume her as Dust
To whom everyone Lust and Feast
She walks upon the Streets
Scented with Tempted Eyes & Hearts
but she is a Diehard
Little did they know?
She is a Pure Dove with
Angel Guards upon
And She Learned one thing
'She ain't a Prey
to whom they Betray'
YOU ARE READING
𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬
PoesiaAn aperture from where light enter in the world of a fragmentary girl. "A set of poetry" All the poems are entirely written by me.©®
