Infidelity - Poem by Vinaya Joseph
A small prayer
God, curse him!
For all what he did…
Maim him, cripple him
Put him in fire,
Forbid him the peace of mind,
As he destroyed mine
Had I become a sadist?
For I wanted to see him writhe in pain,
But then he was a rapist,
For he robed me of my tranquility…
But many infidels,
Like him survive,
Crush him so that it would be a fitting lesson,
Not to play with a woman's emotions…
He took pride in being a 'player'
Let his pride take a fall…
He play with my feelings,
And is now enjoying other woman's bosom
Writing verses about her tresses…
I seek justice,
In your court…
Lord, yes I do
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