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Punished

~ Punished~ One evening with her dad she met this man at a bar very handsome well mannered visiting from England. After a few visits she started feeling him approaching her with nice compliments. His attention made her fall In love with him For months he took her out running to the beach shouting out loud I love your body i love your eyes you’ll never belong to nobody but me. On a moonlight night he was holding her so tight kissing her lips caressing her **** expressing his desire to light up the fire that was burning in their entire body and soul. As he was her first this is what she thought at the beginning she was very reserved yet she liked the fire she was feeling they were new to her his kissing was sensuous he smelled lovely he was caressing her hair while sitting on the sand she was so taken by her thoughts suddenly she heard. Oh my darling let me love you my way let me make you my woman without any delay I beg you to give up and stop the fight I am promising at the same time to marry you very soon I will ask your dad that you will become my wife next Sunday at soon. She wanted to believe him her head was spinning her heart was beating to the sounds of his powerful movements she was reaching the sky so quickly sensations of ecstasy she was feeling with his compliments whispering his love to her out loud while she was dreaming of the marriage as being lifted up on a carriage listening to the horses tapping on the course to the hotel room where they will spend their honeymoon as she will become that bride at noon. Before even her dreams were over she felt him suddenly role over and ran away with no delay she could not understand why ? Why? Did he leave with no good-bye. Not realizing she was undressed hurried to get dressed ran to look from side to side asking herself why did he hide he promised me to be his bride? even if she was yet a child. She sat where they loved each other looking at the ocean maybe he will come back he must he told her he is in love. Already it was dark in a low voice having no choice she ran home straight to her room wiping her running tears and fears covering her feet to feel some heat and fell asleep not to see her dad as maybe tomorrow he will come back with an explanation to his act. Hoping not to be deceived and very soon to be relieved when he ‘ll knock on their door and swipe her off her feet tell her dad to fix their marriage. She waited for days and days but that day never came she knew then it was only a game and she`ll never see him again and will never be the same. That early morning she woke up before her dad to cheer up herself for him not to doubt she had maybe made a huge mistake. Having her coffee she pulled the newspaper and screamed Oh Oh the man she loved was an addicted rapist being searched from the Interpol in England, he had convinced everybody doctors and nurses that he was cured. Continuing to read she read his history that he was battling addiction of raping teenagers for the past twenty years. Lived most of the time in jail. She cried and cried she was raped by an addicted rapist who was never cured. She could not eat or drink not knowing what to think while running to the sink that’s when she found out but couldn’t shout that she was carrying a rapist child. Where are you? She thought you were honest But you were only an ordinary man still battling your addiction. Forgive me Oh My God! Her dad forgave her out of love to his innocent daughter. She had to keep her child and trusted herself to bring him up not like his father. And she did her son became an international lawyer. Therese Bacha 27/5/2013 Contest for PD....Any Poem Goes.

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Date: 5/30/2013 9:58:00 AM
Wow! What a story. I couldn't stop reading. Betty
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Therese Bacha
Date: 5/30/2013 10:11:00 AM
Hello Betty, thank you for passing by, and glad you liked my poem. Love Terry
Date: 5/29/2013 2:41:00 PM
Congrats on your well deserved win Terry! I so much love this pen. AO
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Therese Bacha
Date: 5/30/2013 10:10:00 AM
Good morning son, how are you? thank you for passing by, as nobody remembers me often like you do. Love ma xo
Date: 5/26/2013 8:23:00 PM
Hi Terry, Congratulations with your Featured Poem of the week. Have yourself a beautiful Memorial Day, this Monday. God bless the ones who fought and keep on fighting. Always~ LINDA
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Date: 5/26/2013 8:56:00 PM
Hi PD, its always so so nice to have you here, you are so giving, and a real friend. Never misses to pass by me. Thank you and have a wonderful happy vacation day. Love Terry xoxo I am trying to find the site of The Featured poem of the week. I will keep trying. Thanks xoxo
Date: 5/23/2013 11:17:00 PM
Such an emotive write here Theresa, it is a thumbnail picture of lifes ups and down moments for sure..' the ending though with the triumph of Loves labours rewarded is heartening congratulations on the feature and for showing (it is possible that love may conquer all)
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Therese Bacha
Date: 5/24/2013 10:41:00 AM
Hi Joe, i do thank you so much for passing by, nowadays I must be forgotten by other members, but I am happy you did pass. Love Terry xoxo
Date: 5/23/2013 9:34:00 AM
this poem is so well worded it tears me apart to read it. i love your rhyming pattern and writing style! and absolutely magnificent poem! XD
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Date: 5/23/2013 3:07:00 PM
Thank yo so much XD. Nice surprise , and the sharing was great. Terry
Date: 5/22/2013 6:37:00 PM
Well Teresa, A very emotional and powerful story. I was deeply affected and the last line made the poem even more stunning. :)
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Therese Bacha
Date: 5/22/2013 8:42:00 PM
Hi Karen its the first time I see u here thank you so much for passing by. Terry
Date: 5/20/2013 5:19:00 AM
Ma, the whole pen was classy. Very well written. Thank God it's all endeds in what I could described as 'Tragicomedy' Bcos the product end up being an international lawyer. What a great achievement! This write is really my FAVORITE cos it says alot. Thank you for sharing. Well done Terry. AO
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Therese Bacha
Date: 5/20/2013 8:39:00 AM
You made me feel as if its my son when you started your poem with Ma, as both my children call me ma, so honest of you the way you comment and for the FAV. You made my day. Looking forward for more sharing between you and me. See u later son. Love Terry xoxo
Date: 4/5/2013 9:40:00 AM
Gosh Terry; This is awesome. Sometimes when women are young girls - we make so many mistakes. I'm just glad that my daughter was from the man I loved and not from the one that raped me. Thanks for sharing..... Lucilla
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Date: 4/5/2013 10:44:00 AM
Yes it is a relief for you, so so so sorry for what happened to you, always in my thoughts. Love Terry xoxoxoxo
Date: 3/25/2013 3:20:00 PM
terry, this is an unusual love story!! Very imaginative. It makes me wonder what is rape really? she seemed to want this from him and yet, if she were still a child, it would indeed be rape. I think it happens all too often in our modern days, with all the young people under age 18 who think they are in love with an older man, but he is only taking advantage of them. Very interesting story, sweetie. Luv, Andrea
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Therese Bacha
Date: 3/25/2013 3:40:00 PM
Hi Andrea, yes the way you put its analyses is right, maybe my subconscious is still thinking in our past, because we were very naive when we our generation was young. Glad you are fine, will write later.....Love Terry xoxoxo
Date: 1/1/2013 3:39:00 PM
Great poem/ life story Terry,,,, though on the sad side. Men and little girls,,, the bible says men will lust , and women will have pain in child birth. Happy New Year Terry, to you and yours ;}
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Therese Bacha
Date: 1/1/2013 3:58:00 PM
Thank you Debbie......life is lived with suffering and happiness......our Faith help us to survive.......Happy New Year to You to......so nice of you to read my poem....xoxo Terry
Date: 12/17/2012 1:12:00 PM
Terry, your story is lovely, but took a turn for the worse, one can only grow up without fulling pursuing the true child in the inside... it is a sad world when it's tooken away. good poem...pd
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Therese Bacha
Date: 12/17/2012 2:37:00 PM
Hi PD.....i love it when you read one of my poems.....i feel stronger by the day....especially coming from you.....thank you so much.....yes i know it is sad....in our days things were so different than now......drama was nearly at each corner.....xoxoxo Terry

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