Him Poem by Evette Morales

Him



Greedy Hunger
Always took
What she had
Never looked
What was behind
The closed door

Given more
Hated gift
Wanting to take
Open against

Hopeless tears
Stabbing fear
Tearing fate
Broken pieces
Bended rules
Never there
Used as a tool

Him or her
Extracted appeal
Broken seal
What he wanted
Is what he got
Kisses a sin...
Him

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Evette Morales

Evette Morales

Nowhere but Anywhere and not only Here
Close
Error Success