the raped virgin
She came to me bleeding on the dead of my night,
and i woke my pen to write for her.
I was the moon amidst sparkling stars,
and tracks of my panties still shinning white.
all until this day i met this charming charles,
He mused my world and my heart began to write.
I watched his waits in front of my house
and it spelt love just before my count of doubts
Daddy asked me in a tone of fear;
How much do you trust that man in smiles.
He warned my eyes of groan and tears,
But i trusted his vows on every dark nights.
Mummy warned to always close my legs,
I still remember her stare at my budding breast.
On this night of august, we were all alone.
Charles brought a cup and poured me a shot,
it was my first feast with alcohol.
The clock then began ticks in my absence.
I woke with a bad news, charles had left,
The worst news, my panties were wet.
I saw the galaxy of stars mock my moon,
Charles aroused a blackout to eclipse my noon
I ran from the pity in every stares,
so my night would be free from early mares.
the blood had stopped dripping down my thighs
But a raped virgin ceases not to bleed from heart.
( To make my words simpler in simple simplicity;
For every blind man is a bright mind, so look with your eyes but see with your mind.
Girl, your virginity remains your pride.)