one night stranger

poem -                                                     by - shivaji pandhare.

Early in the morning
After tried to Pluck her rose heart
Whole night searched on table violently. 
But failed because she slept
On spreaded money  promised
To honest with life
And for this one night stranger
Like breathless corpse
After many jerks to fro dance
On dreamy cellouid he reached
To climax with his victorious smile
She exahausted with long run of
Black stallion
Later wiped cum with flag like
Lonely tears of her lost love and
Thirst of burning rain by this true
Drops
Later she found scavanger has gone but she can hardly breathe
Her heart was stolen by his crooning words now she is forlorn And repenting why she mistaken look  not that dog s face  clearly?
Would he come back again like
Another birth seems waiting
if he did come I would have no sign to
Recognise him
Where is my soul eyes creeping now any print of his words there?