Knees tremble at the sight of him,
She weeps profusely at the thought of him,
Not one of her tears drops on her cheeks anymore,
The love of her life has become the nightmare of her life,
Her matrimonial house, now the house of betrayal, slavery,
The beauty the she once possessed existed no more,
Her face, body covered in wounds, scars,
Her calls were heard, no one there to comfort her,
Friends, family had abandoned her, alone she had become

© Mkaranga_The Artist

Published by Mkaranga_The Artist

Art is my blood

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