She sits in the park, attire is out of date,
Seductive boys, intoxicated, jerked her skirt,
A passerby stares her inner self in the dirt,
Somebody she loved one time passed by – too late.
He faked apathy to that discarded pod,
“How kind” and beautiful, “Time seizes huge cries, “
From their ugly hands lust and sex indisputably raises,
An erected big tool.…”but for the grace of God…”
They stand a while in iridescent light, repeating;
The girl’s names and category. “It’s all curse,
To listen to their rant, gazed at them, she stirred to hide, ”
She utters to his desertion grin. Then, abusing,
The juvenile teen, assembled ogling at her sexy purse,
To the breeze she says, “They have devoured me wide.”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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