She came like a bestial serpent-
In maiden's innocent disguise,
Coated with saintly presence
Thoughts venomous like night-shade.
Her beauty ,her talk-
Sincere and innocent
Not even her shadow
Recognise her real self.
Like a viper she sliped
Into our abode of peace:
Stood there like a guardian angel
Watching our thoughts and deeds.
Calculatively she made her every move
That her soul too may believe too may belive her goodness;
Though intension dark as death
She winned everyone's fondness.
Like a garland I adorned her
Disclosing every thought of mine:
But she proved to be viper
Leading to my eternal sleep.
Friday, November 21, 2008
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