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Wednesday, October 24, 2018

The Tarantula

The image is taken from Pinterest. 

Days became weeks
The fire continued to burn.

Weeks turned into months
Life refused to move on.

Months passed to years
The wait would be worth it.

She'd make sure to settle the score.

A life for a life-
The rule for the ordinary.

A life full of agony among love-
The rule of a tormented heart.

Oh! She knew she'd win;

The trap was laid
The bait was dangled.

The victim got snarled
This time was hers to play.

She danced with the grace of a tarantula.


The poem was written for a theme prompt- Vengeance. 

Wednesday, October 17, 2018

Where is the Moon

Credits: Getty Images

Mother promised the moon when I was three.
Father swore I'd be a queen at five.
Sister taunted I was an orphan on my seventh birthday.
Mary pledged she wouldn't reveal my crush in school.
Stella stole my assignment she borrowed for copying.
Rick whispered I was his first love during prom dance.
Elle said I was to be an artist as the show flopped.
Kirk vowed we'd be together forever on our wedding day.
The doctor assured my child would survive in the womb.
My son agreed to take me home from the asylum.
I'm still waiting for the moon...


The poem was written for a theme prompt 'deception'.