A Sinful Courtship

Poem By Iman Sadikeen

Court I did, the dark selfed demon
Wedded I was, to his evil
Sins, his children that I begot
Grew them I, in multitudes of lies
As my last breath escapes from me lips
Stand they before me, clinging to me soul.

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