O, strange, unusual, odd one.
You never seem to fit in; you always find yourself in front of the gun.
Always at the end of scurrilous attacks
They aim and shoot vitriol with their shameful acts.
But fitting in was never a part of the plan.
......
Sweet Akunna of the forbidden caste,
with breast erect and succulent to taste.
She has marble eyes that blossom by day,
and ivory teeth worth a millennium's pay.
Her rare curves dangle to her feet's rhythm,
for the gaze of rivals deep in schism.
Her moist lips have their natural redness,
as bright in colour as a crimson dress.
Her body's landscape is soft with fragrance
of love and sweetness in sheer abundance.
......
a poet who had a life one envied
writing , scattering , scribbling
on papers with words only she
can understand
paragraphs unwritten —
only learned-off by mind ;
sick , sitting still , thinking
what life really means
......
O, strange, unusual, odd one.
You never seem to fit in; you always find yourself in front of the gun.
Always at the end of scurrilous attacks
They aim and shoot vitriol with their shameful acts.
But fitting in was never a part of the plan.
......
a poet who had a life one envied
writing , scattering , scribbling
on papers with words only she
can understand
paragraphs unwritten —
only learned-off by mind ;
sick , sitting still , thinking
what life really means
......
Sweet Akunna of the forbidden caste,
with breast erect and succulent to taste.
She has marble eyes that blossom by day,
and ivory teeth worth a millennium's pay.
Her rare curves dangle to her feet's rhythm,
for the gaze of rivals deep in schism.
Her moist lips have their natural redness,
as bright in colour as a crimson dress.
Her body's landscape is soft with fragrance
of love and sweetness in sheer abundance.
......