She Is Innocent (Virgin Curse) Poem by HASNAIN AAQIB

She Is Innocent (Virgin Curse)

Behold that tiny girl, the age your sister or daughter

Her childhood makes no claim, she is a broken frame.

Time whisked away from her face the sacred laughter

For cruel eyes spotted her for an ugly game

a painful memory, the fact worst of its kind.



Her picture, I am sure, I can't portray

Corporal bruises and spots in heart aren't enough,

To reveal her feelings as she was an easy prey

And she fell in vicious hands like a dove,

Losing her blue virginity unlawfully signed.



Still, she is innocent and her pride is gone,

The belief in manhood she has lost,

No one now, she can trust upon

Sinner, to thou, a great damage it will cost

It's an angel's word and tears waking His mind.



Hasnain Aaqib