Abused

Sweet humming from the predator bee

Circling around this cunning bee

Looking for a chance

Waiting for a glance

What a plan it had that little bee

There she stood alone in the wild forest

Striving for a tender touch of a unknown tourist

A red angel they called her swagger

Wet as spring night sweeter than sugar

There the rose was glamorous than ever

Dressed in a silky dreams for the one hers forever

Along came our night rider

Searching for the glorious kill

Someone to click on, some place to fill

And there was our day dreaming rose

So Introduction has been made time jut took a pause

He showed her the world and a word she believed

Well spoken words he said and the heart was deceived

She sow him in every corner of her past, present, and future dreams

A queen she thought not a joke in his schemes

At the night’s darkest hour a whisper has been heard

That said the unneeded details of the rose and devious lord

Morning came with a gloomy mist

Our story had a dreadful twist?

How could our angel look so dead

Or the loving words can be unsaid 

Left, hurt, broken under the painful ashes

Her dreams crumbled beneath her eye lashes

Behold here comes the knight of the night clashes

He took a glance to the remains he left behind

A soundless cry mumbling how could I be so blind

A smile she got from him saying I hope I have blown your mind

Don’t think too much he roared, time can never unwind

A hope he killed in a heart was nothing but too kind

He said you have been divinely used

While the lord of the night was being amused

"For her all she was and will ever be just “abused

Amal Shookari 

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