Post #5734

Topic : Bloody Sorceress Underneath my skin.. There resides a bloody sorceress, she knows how to trick me as well as others. Her soul is greedy agonizing for something that's not hers. I don't know whether this "something" Is hers or not, But as people say it's a curse so it's better to get her away from that. Desire for honor and her self esteem is a thirst. Which she doesn't want to let go not even once. She's even so inobedient that barely obeys her guardians. And so impolite that always desperated to make her own guidelines. Which she gives priority more than geeta hymns. She thinks she's so versatile, I need to laugh on her dumb mind, Cause just because she knows how to drive (Even Not Men). She can't think like a blind. As if she learns how to make up mind to give a second chance to imposters Or as if she learns to chastise her molesters. People blame me for her mischievous impure deeds. But how can I tell them neither she's me nor I'm she. She's just a skin inside me, a skin made up of fat. Although deposited by aftermath of a tragedy which started right after my birth. #review#rks#poetry