A cry of an infant awake the pride you had,
And my eyes were opened at dawn to see a denying love,
Hesitated in anguish for a while...
I saw a beatiful lady who was on date with a young guy,
Genius was her pen name...
She rose up for devouring game,
The guy was a louse perching in hair.
That snipper held himself as rare,
There was no answer to discriminations back then,
It framed a foot note precisely instead,
Influence from different holes came in from discarded men,
Its affiliation needed to be burnt,
Wow..Sniper caught in betrayal,
Door was opened for free and smooth entry,
Lady's Appeared as a phantom,
When her greatness of perseverance was seen in pendom,
Sharp loudness against the guy made him a laughing stock,
Led him into exile,
Became a focal object among billions expired.
Categories:
pendom, adventure,
Form: Dramatic Verse