Crime I need not to pay

As there are actors typecast-ed because they fit the physical profile, so are words that immediately denotes a negative feeling such as Gone. This poem is an attempt to change that.


I lay down on my bed

So soft and well made

I blink for several times

As I put my hands on my sides

Though my eyes were closed

I could feel him whispered

As he comes near me

I felt shivers of bee

When his lips touched my cheeks

It wasn’t sweet and I cried yikes!

I slapped him and blood I saw

He was Gone, I killed a mosquito

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