I watched the boys clamor amorous and sweet for their little girls who stand black on the street and you’ll crash I swear it back down to earth you’ll wear their frowns beneath bronzed, rough skin doused with confidence and cologne you’ll be sorry you ever spread your lips
Flaxen hair and bright pink shoes meant for each other meant to be dead the little girls and boys mess with each other’s heads they like to poke and prod and when they’re done they nod to sleep on heroin colored candies then beat each other merciless in the morning fond of sleep I watch from rainbow colored ceilings.
O Girls, O Women, Be Aware Mental Perverts are roaming everywhere , here and there, Their Outer Appearance resembles like a human being, but they are far from human and most WILDER then Wild Animals. So it makes most difficult
Kabir and Shivam – best friends tied To another as a fly to honey when spied. Gems of the world – all boys my pride Are happy and make so when tried; Jaimin and Aayush with all stride Ahead to
Gems of world – all girls my pride Are happy and make so when tried; Drashti & Mansi – best friends tied To another as a fly to sugar when spied. Sanjana and Dhruvi with all stride Ahead to make
It’s a tale of the daughter of India! A tale of a young girl so pale Being brutally raped and killed by a ferocious male. She began her day with a fine sunshine, And ended her day with an inhuman
Pretty, colorful flying graces, Gliding in air, twittering everywhere, I have seen their smiling faces, Loyal to spouse, no affair. Working hard, at their best, Collecting something, knitting a craft, Making a nest for love and rest, And to lay
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I like the image this brings to mind of a dependant society and how it grips all.