Poetry Blog by NANDINI R
Flaming Agony
FLAMING AGONY
Burning in flames,
The dailys and weeklys
With the cries of the innocents,
The tellys simulcasting the stamped extremities,
Of a soul, we call Women.
Crushed beneath the savage desires of the lousy men.
A girl, who once aimed of the skies,
How could have she known,
Jeopardy awaited on her way back home.
That she’ll be served as a bait to the lust,
...Friday 2nd March 2018 1:39 pm
