cyriac maliakkal

The time was to consider the chequered          
  days of her life.
She raved  her child with
suffice spill a bloody hate against 
   her child.
She slated to wipe the little soul;
Strangled for a dark love.
Its made a guffaw in her mind.
She was in a dream,a new love affair and
Her new changes.
She went for her outlasting,awful and
Encomium love affair with her new crony.
She prized him by killing her son;
She removed their obstacles.
Her child it was the pulchritude of 
Her chiffon and tatter.
It was made only a frazzle in her eyes,
she blindly tore it.
She consumed her child
She battered and scorched her child with
Diabolic and wallowed heart.
She bugged for chummy,effusive and 
Knotty preposterous and ducked
That crooked into a punitive answer.
Heard a wooden clamour from her
That was not lucrative 
It didn't ever vindicate her confession.
  • Author: cyriac maliakkal (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 14th, 2023 00:21
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 7

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