Intention Poem by northern wind

Intention



Deer eyes
Tomato cheeks
Lips are pods
Snake thin waist
Bulging chest
Addictive smell
She sells
To the bees
Honey sweet
To earn money
To meet
Both ends
But in her
Conscience
She regrets
A life
Degraded
She leads
But me
Not handsome
Earn only
To become
A bee
Suddenly
In the dream
Of my dream
I see myself
In the hell
Her in the heaven.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Wahab Abdul 26 September 2012

a great poem indeed!

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