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#Poetry ‘Anguish Of Wrath’ by Fiza Pathan

February 19, 2014

Anguish Of Wrath

By Fiza Pathan


Now we are going to fight the whole night through.

I’m going to carve out your heart from your chest

and stare at its beauty like a vagabond dog.

Make me sigh pretty red blood lustful heart

that changed me to you.

Let the heart bleed to death

in my purple hands

as long as this night lasts.

In anger now, you will tear my hair

and try to make my cry.

But I will hack your evil deeds from your mind

with my rusty dagger of truth.

You will cry out in pain for what you have done to me.

You disowned me during the plague

but now the locusts have returned

to stake you through your ribs.

No one can love you as much as I do

dear old loving friend.

No one can cloud your mind with insane nightmares

like I do darling so beware.

My name is scratched into your back

while I carved your name upon my soul.

Remember me in the evil hour of the deadly night

you stoned our love to its gruesome death.

Now watch me wail

in the dark hour of our passions death.

The werewolf will arise from the Garden of Eden

to tear at your Adams apple in wrath-my wrath.

Keep away from me dearest old lover

as you would keep away from a spectre.

For my word is my rage

and your death is my shame

Fear me for no love is worse

than the fallen love of a jilted lover.

Copyright © 2014 by Fiza Pathan

Image courtesy: Google images

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