The Worst of Her Nightmares

by Victor Binge
The glitter in her eyes was the tears,
And his look to her was just fierce,
Ready to take away with force her innocence,
His humanity sense was of absence,
Insanely craving for this chance,
To inject fear and tear apart her happiness,
Her whole life to remain an experience of bitterness,
To his gigantic stature she didn't want to give a glance,
Threatened with a knife to maintain silence,
She fold at the corner of the hut as the ruthless undress,
Determination to go ahead was intense,
The beast grinned as he revealed her small breasts,
Her trembling to him was such a bliss,
She couldn't hold any longer and screamed at the top of her voice,
Breathing fire of anger he hit and slapped her twice,
Afterwards she thought her decision was wise,
Because the whole village had heard her cries,
They stormed down the beast to his knees,
Saving her from the worst of her nightmares.
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purpletears

May 3, 2016 - 15:59 So touching! Thanks for sharing this poem!!
Victor Binge

Victor Binge

May 3, 2016 - 16:10 Thank you. :)

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