Mimosa
His
bloodshot eyes go down her bust
as his
serpentine mind gets flooded with lust.
Touching
her in places never touched before,
her tender
body starts feeling too sore.
With his
every stroke filling her with dread,
she is
running out of tears to shed.
Like a
hungry animal ravaging its prey,
he steals
her precious childhood today.
Being
ripped apart by a monster so insane,
she
silently screams in unbearable pain.
The scars
on her body may fade away,
but the
ones in her mind are here to stay.
“Keep this
a secret.” He flashes her a wicked smile,
deceiving
the little girl yet again with his fatal guile.
Not
wanting to drive him mad,
she
stutters innocently, “Okay, Dad.”
Adrian David writes ads by day and poetry by night. His poems explore themes like trauma, existential crises, society, and everything in between, from the mundane to the sublime.
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