HOME TORTURE

HOME TORTURE

 

 

Her enchanting eyes,

Her melody voice;

Her hair's movement in the air-

And dear full swing of hand-

To make a new sketch in the wind;

 

Her play, for catching the butterflies

Her tone in the sorrow voice;

Quiver tweets in happiness

 Always new verse and call

How are you happy in all?

 

But that all was before us

She wouldn't want to go home, only rush

She was tortured by own

They want her to stay home tide

And don’t be stronger for get your right.

Reviews

[EmilyBianca]

Keeping writing, I enjoy everything you write

[DIVYA]

Excellent and very well done Ssadd. Keep writing and sharing.

[Frieda P]

Enchanting read Ssadd....try 'melodic' voice, it flows smoother, other than that, sweet, love the butteflies!

[Vidya Bacchus]

Really nice poetry my friend Ssaad,very nice lines :)

[Mandy Rose]

This poem is so good! It's so deep that I had to read it three times to understand:) Love it!

[lissalovesyou]

This poem is amazing. The flowing description is just so "right." Write on.
lissalovesyou:)

[Kasey Miriam]

wonderful poem I enjoyed reading it

[melissa]

This is a great poem keep up the great work i can't wait to read more keep them coming

[Sami Khalil]

"Her enchanting eyes,
Her melody voice;
Her hair's movement in the air-"

Some good descriptions in this lovely poem sir. Always enjoyable read...:)................