She danced like wolf,
Her eyes rocked his mind.
Waist gave an Invitation.
I lost my Love!
His voice turned coarse,
He didn't remorse,
I remained in a corner,
As a wingless Dove!
Her wildness became wilder.
Lips cocked like ever...
It drove him mad,
But I never did leave.
Many sleepless nights went by,
My bed was missing him.
Flowers of garden were no more,
There was only a withered Leaf!
vow- exact word choice- I remained in a corner as a wingless dove- reveals the psychological aspect - it burns the heart of the reader- this poem needs more studies
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh my Neela! This one is steamy! Very nice! Have you retired to nature writing now?