Murder-1 Poem by Rikki Das

Set in early 19th century,
In the woods of southern canterbury
One traveller who walked almost a mile,
With luggages behind, he was marching ahead with style
Burdened with the curse of pain and sufferings that he had inflict,
Fled from prison, the traveller was a convict
About an year ago, at some unknown time,
Witnessed an horrible and shameful crime
In the nightly rainy atmosphere, in absense of thunder,
Paved the ground for a cold-blooded Murder
The traveller's wife was extremely loquacious,
And the poor fellow didnot considered her gracious
He doubted her involved in some external affairs,
When he noticed her mingle with an unknown entity downstairs
The wife on being enquired kept on providing excuses,
And all of their conversation ended in verbal abuses
The traveller considered her to be harmful,
And in that process lost his mind and demolished the unfaithful