She tried to escape in vain...
It was sure for them but still her soul struggled in vein...
A scream stopped at her throat because;
The canines dug deep in there...
A tiger sucked her warm blood...
Wolves ate her floosh...
Wild dogs fought for her bones and
Night rats finished her skin and nails...
When the sun rose no evidence was left for her existence..
Except the soundless scream wandering with the air...
Ebey 17/06/21
wonderful poem dear, Ebey. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'struggled in vain', not 'vein'. : )