An anonymous butterfly
In sagacious thought
from the soul of one
Was sporofically engraved.
They intervwened in melifluous steps
That left no mark
On snow or silt
But in the sanctuary of love.
Her sinuous curves
And anomalous heartbeat
Adore her faultless smile
Like a lotus in a pond
It was spuriously reincarnated
Bythose medacious bastards.,
From whom escape became inevitable,
Was pitied by an anonymous.
Ingenuous in blood,
Pillory--
Retroactive days that were sunk
Was a demure in society.
Impious in the open
And ludicrous in eyes.
This pivotal event in life
Was to help a prenatal
When the gift of nature
Was outracised
As a victim of incursion,
Blame not the innocent
Anonymous.
2 comments:
Harsh realities in a capricious world...
Yes mus face the harsh realities.
Learn 2 understand me within the lines. Thanks
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