She hunted the night,
And haunted the prey.
Everybody would fear her,
"Demon Woman," they named her.
Her scar was her broken feet,
Her wound was a broken soul.
By day, she lived in the fortress,
By night she lingered the forest.
"The witch did this!" They'd say,
When a male corpse is at bay.
To hunt her, men came all the way,
As if they could and save the day.
She killed many men,
She gave the brides their sorrows.
She bites his flesh,
Their blood she drinks and swallows.
A little girl witnessed,
When one man was dead.
They asked her who did this,
The Goddess, she said.
Those men were already dead,
They were their sin's shadows
She killed many men,
She gave the brides their windows.
She destroyed the evil men,
She cleaned up their mess.
"She is not a witch,
She is a Goddess"
Sharon Mathew
I think Bulbbul deserves way more attention!❤️
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PoetryHighest rank #25 in Poetry #1 in Poetess #1 in Revolting #3 in Motivational What is poetry? "The Crown of literature is poetry" - W Somerset Maugham It's letting out your spirit.. Giving them the wings of words and let...
