The plea🥲🥲🥲🥲

Princess Osariemen Aihie

A friendly visit;

turned a dead end

trusted him

told him my sad story;

but used it against me

made me vulnerable 

drunken  me

shots of liquor 

tipsy eyes

dizzy ;

then I lay on the bed

unknowingly;

I begged ;

begging him to stop

but to passionate to stop;

crying and crying 

please stop! Please stop ;

finally stopped

felt ashamed 

walk of shame

with my tipsy eyes
A sad tale🥲🥲🥲🥲

  • Author: D\'Poetic Princess (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 25th, 2026 13:19
  • Comment from author about the poem: A sad tale
  • Category: Reflection
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  • In collections: Creative Africa Ink.


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