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BLOOD OF BUD
#WritcoPoemPrompt19
Etch not unto her pliant flesh,
Cruel marks of your monstrous desire,
She bears your atrocities,
With silent rage,
Waiting to unleash her wrath,
The voice of her yearning shall rise again,
Body is burnt but the soul remains,
Crushing of bud not new in the game,
Players are ready to reign the land,
The voice of her yearning shall rise again,
Breathe is choked and body is dead,
Leaving the world in anxiety and debt,
That she will blow her ashes on men,
So the conscience and mind be mend,
The voice of her yearning shall rise again,
Hands were tied and the tongue was torn,
Oil of kerosene was pour and worn,
Justice will establish and truth stands,
The voice of her yearning shall rise again,
Etch not unto her pliant flesh,..
© Fareed Ahmad khan
Etch not unto her pliant flesh,
Cruel marks of your monstrous desire,
She bears your atrocities,
With silent rage,
Waiting to unleash her wrath,
The voice of her yearning shall rise again,
Body is burnt but the soul remains,
Crushing of bud not new in the game,
Players are ready to reign the land,
The voice of her yearning shall rise again,
Breathe is choked and body is dead,
Leaving the world in anxiety and debt,
That she will blow her ashes on men,
So the conscience and mind be mend,
The voice of her yearning shall rise again,
Hands were tied and the tongue was torn,
Oil of kerosene was pour and worn,
Justice will establish and truth stands,
The voice of her yearning shall rise again,
Etch not unto her pliant flesh,..
© Fareed Ahmad khan
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