When Older Siblings Or Younger Step In Love
It was her sixteenth birth year...
She was madly in love with an elderly goon
I forbade her to step forward
She denied being backward.
Yelling at me, she insulted me in all possible ways,
My poor little angel, my lovely sweet sissy,
I saw her, drowning to dark hole bit by bit
I smelled danger, as if, it was like-
A raven rushing at her……
To suck her blood to the death
She wanted to taste all the way life
But it was too wild, the moron was devilish
He had his own wife with three kids!
I warned again my sweet little sis,
‘Don’t love’! She never looked back and drowned;
Continued sipping the nasty blood and blood sucked her
Until the raven attempted to kill her
She fled then, emptied, broken hearted.
Written by-Tasmina Hayat Khan
9th January 2016
Copyright © Tasmina Hayat Khan | Year Posted 2016
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