Virgin gown, pulsating heart.
Prestine veil, pulverising apprehension.
Fluorescent eye, intrusive demeanour.
Fair woman.
Consciousness.
O, adamantine woman,
O, mother,
O, wife,
A daughter,
A bride,
Say I do?
Defiled gown, frigid heart.
Judicious veil, manic hysteria.
Penetrating eye, hasty psychopathy.
Delusional woman.
Unconsciousness.
O, demented woman!
Let me
watch you
unravel.
O, widow,
An orphan,
An inamorata,
My cherished!
Say I do.
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Author:
J. A. S Gandu-Chaudhri (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 2nd, 2018 03:59
- Comment from author about the poem: Please note: the first stanza’s structure may be corrupted due to the device on which I uploaded this poem.
- Category: Love
- Views: 44
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Comments3
Welcome to mps enjoy your stay here.
Very nice write
I love this! It’s so... in your face. Like the parallelism is brilliant. Great job.
Thank you, to know that people find one’s poetry so enjoyable is one of the best comforts experienceable.
Dramatic verse and an enjoyable read. Your words are penetrating.
Thanks for sharing! 🙂
Thank you, it means a lot.
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