Tell my little sister,
That the world is a smooth-Disaster
Having boys with gleaming teeth
With sugar-content in their mouth
Tell my little sister,
That even when they promise her
They will in turn despise her
Living her with a scar
Tell my little sister,
That they are hunting for her flower
Knowing the dignity of Woman-Pride
Destroying her legitimate calling as a bride
Tell my little sister,
That canal pleasure is full of ecstasy
But the result is a horror-Fantasy
Living her in the valley of rigour
Tell my little sister
That womanhood is full of virtues
And to be guided with values
Really!!! She is not meant to suffer
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 6:20 AM UTC
Sadness is a ray of darkness
Blind photons darting in effervescent emotion
Melting away the grip of pericardium
Waterboarding tired heart
Smiles are labour pains
Laughter, a jaggered cut through grey matter of necrotic brains
Thalamus, grave of relayed impulses
Empty carotid, dead heart in danger
The night is darker
Your shadow, your stalker
Call the Bishop
Tell the imam to bring the Bible
The Abbot and the crucifix, love and no jinx
Wake mother, hold the door for father
A son is coming, their last daughter
Tell Mungo Galapagos is not Darwin
Basquait was a raincloud
A mean frown in the sky
Tell Kelly journeys have two ends
That tears are diggers
Say these before sunrise.
May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 10:00 AM UTC
Ageing is a fountain that runs dry
Man is not whole again
In the valley of solitude, it makes him cry
Grave calling revamps nearer again
His fertile seeds were sown
In between the laps of a scannet woman
For the guise of earthly pleasure
So far was a sabtoothed treasure
Entrusted in his hands
Were Genes of Mustard seeds
To be harvested by noble men
Preparing a table amidst of great men
His primal youth is wasted
Agonies are nurtured at old age
His life was at bottom edge
To be blown off like a candle in the wind
Agonies of a Wasted Youth
Is an imagery of a dead light
#Edmavino
#TheBleedingPEn
May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 9:58 AM UTC