Sonnet XI – The window’s scarsA Poem by Adam Lebzo -RonninWarrior-Stop domestic violence!Watching raindrops torture the window pane, And descending marring its lucid face, As she fondles her scars, her grief and bane, And a tear cried over her mourning face.
She walks back to her room and on her bed, She sits in her blue over-sized sweater. It gives her warm refuge, a sense long fled, In her grey rue, waits for her torturer.
Once loving hubby is now a murderer, She sometimes consoles herself with the white, First pages of their life, now sinister. He comes, shouts her name and she roils in fright
She opened the window and rode the wind And ran away to wherever it might end
© 2013 Adam Lebzo -RonninWarrior-Author's Note
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Added on January 31, 2013Last Updated on February 1, 2013 Tags: Stop domestic violence, pain, mistreatment, sorrow, rue, gothic, window, rain, husband AuthorAdam Lebzo -RonninWarrior-Amman, Middle East, JordanAbout"A poet from the dark realm, from the world of Gothic hymns" Please visit my website http://adamnlebzo.wix.com/ronnin-warrior Name: Adam lebzo Age: 21 Hobbies: 1 Ninjutsu, Kung fu shaolin, Ji.. more..Writing
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