Thursday, August 1, 2013

Outside Gods House She Waits ..



one day
perhaps
he will
hear her
trembling voice
compensate
for the endless
moments of
struggle at
his gates
her tryst
with destiny
her cosmic fate
nothing changes
she contemplates
uneducated
skill less
her life she
hates ..
on the soul
of her misfortune
her tears gyrate
nobody bothers
to ask her
what her
children ate
at home
they await
her arrival
clinking
empty
plates

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