A sole body

Hair splitted

An aimless vagabond

face smeared with ash

shadows deeply prevail

marked as a vanquished anguish

Tears that fall downstream

touches her every despaired *****

With her very passionate words

Oh! words she said,

That collided horrifyingly in the amidst

of a pandemonium.

Her pair of sore ***** encored

that lay attached to her soul

pheromones muttered,

it echoed in the minds of lust;

yet alive in her dreams

knots tied to a field of scorn

still she dreams,

Dream for freedom.