A Cry

I looked into her blue eyes;
And found two golden fish alive;
But, when I looked again, it was
Two big tear drops of sorrows!

I touched on her red cheeks;
And found twilight's glace;
But, when I touched again, it was
Burning flames of agony, despair!

I kissed on her shoulders; breasts;
And found peace and pleasure;
But, when I embraced again, it was
A cry out of pain from her deep wounds!

BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI