Martins Akhoeneto


Cinderella - Poem by Martins Akhoeneto

Five foot tall, erect Guided with giant strides All wrapped in one She was a marvel of eyes Born with the mark, The perilous mark of Cain Which was boldly written in her eyes She has got swift ideology A crazy professional on job Plying all route of darkness. Along the poisonous night She goes hunting for prey. Drinks own poisoned chalice With all graceful plight of joy Poaching on territories of innocents Men of wambling heart as hers And the soul-quencher girl Rings a bell on every street In towns, villages of wild merchants And rides in deep pockets.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 25, 2016



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