Sunday, August 1, 2010

Listen to her cry (double nonet)

She
carries
Beauty in
Myriad forms
Each, a miracle
He nips them in the bud,
One by one until they bleed;
They surrender to feed his greed
She cries a silent tear; in vain.

He snuffs her pain until tears dry,
She rages, rants and pleads him so,
Yet his lust overpowers,
He erases traces
Of each miracle
'Til none remain
to feed him
Hear him
Cry.


written on 22.4.2008

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