Categories Poetry The final thud Post author By aamerbasher Post date Jun 6, 2019 No Comments on The final thud Soothing pain Nah, the pain, pain of heart Pain of soul Demons laughed with the final grunt Walls stayed, the witness of hell Gasping breath they muffled Pain of body veiled Sniggering subs, enjoying the act Masters enslaving the slave They looked at her for the final act Flesh they relish ain’t just flesh Just stay with me till the final pain Just kill me quick, let me be slain Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related By aamerbasher Aamir Bashir is a Romance fiction writer. He has been writing for a while. Her Choice to Love is his first book. View Archive → ← Sociopath → Waves of heart I Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.
