Tuesday, August 04, 2015

BEAUTY HURTS


In his arms you cuddle
Pain moistens his hollow eyes
Behind the frail smile
An anguish so heavy
Wounds from stabs of insecurity
Your beauty hurts

When hardwork conceives promotion
The air's polluted,your name
Like the stench from "bama"
Gossips of sexually transmitted appraisal
Rule their guilt masquerading minds
As they gag the prideful mouth
Your beauty hurts
With each swing of your curves
Men stick their tongues out
Salivating upon their lustful fantansies
Howling erotic whistles "ksksksks,madam"
(no wonder them called dogs)
Thirsty eyes are quenched
Your figure recedes,necks break
So do a relationship after a bitchslap.
Surely,your beauty hurts

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