Nira’s Tale Of Love Viii Poem by Tuna Biswal

Nira’s Tale of Love VIII

She got the man she was searching for
Akaash the unripe of all over.

Pattered in her fantasy of wild gay,
She decided to dropp in before his say.

Upon the cease of the day,
Her anxiety fell at bay.

Finally decided to propose Her love,
Might equally dissuade Him to pave.

The affair of Her life time,
Beaming with the love of saturnine.

Urge is a mater of heart,
Purge is a mater of dirt.

Of morality, virility and virginity,
She was the goddess of impurity.