A fragile creature
Timid and little
In a wide wild warded
To harsh and brittle
GOD'S LOVELIEST CREATION
I'm wounded and hurt
In this jungle of sophistication
I'm treated little dirt
I was blessed
With the sanctity of life
Wisdom and love
Still for them I'm so naive
I'm his delicate angel
The culmination of beauty
Yet it was all forgotten
And looking for their needs is my only duty
I'm not just a pretty face
I relive for sour eyes
But a complete person in myself
That I wonder when they realize
I'm special in my own way
They turn deaf ear,blind eyes
I WEEP,I CRY
I IMPLORE GOD
I wish an end to my misery
I died a silent peaceful death everyday
Disgraced and deflowered by everyone
My soul shredded into bloody pieces
I AM A WOMEN....!!!!!
YOU ARE READING
Silent Peaceful Death
PoetryDeath is not the opposite of life but the part of it We all Die The goal isn't to live forever but The goal is to create something that will
