Virginity Poem by Kassem Oude

Virginity



A shot we can't ever retrieve
Broken glass can't we restore
Rotten repute we can't heave
Broken wings eagle will not soar

Training car bears more defects
It, no one's zealous to procure
It retires forever into neglect
Because nobody would endure

Nature endowed girls with seal
Hymen is not for the absurd
For passerby they shouldn't kneel
Words of wisdom must be heard

Between thighs is private place
Don't show even to sweetheart
Grant him no more than embrace
Until wedding's attendee depart

You'll breathe pleasure and brag
In middle of citizens and fellows
You'll hold of completeness flag
Thy chastity saints would borrow.

Sunday November 9,2014

Sunday, November 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: happiness
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