The Pain
THE PAIN
The pain I encountered,
Makes my kernel slaughtered,
With jinx of blood filtered,
In wedlock, I'm bastard.
This pinky pricey pain is painful,
Like a python kingdom, is harmful,
Turning my life stressful,
But alligator drove me careful.
The fire in me is love,
Quenching the relation of dove,
Strategizing me in dove,
I'm now trying to shove.
Love pain is blight,
In a pool of sorrow, I turned kite,
Chasing my soul so bright,
Soon depart from plight.
© LUKMANSALEH
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