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Callous He Be.


Sobbing she fell into his arms.
hsobbinger sobs became a loud cry
it went high up the air
broke all decibel
as she fainted falling down.
He, being callous, as could be
left her as such unconscious
down on the ground flat and forsaken
moved away fast from the blessed place.
She lay half dead on the ground for hours
not recovering from the shock
almost frozen like an ice Berg
while her body became cold
her heart beat fast
breaking all the norms
as if ready to jump out
and run behind him
as now she wanted nothing more
but to strangle him to death.

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Is He A Man?


not sureA man of no stature
Short and thin with distorted feature
twisted hands and treble voice
bass, medium, and high pitch all choice
at the same time in a discordant tone.
Talking or shouting know not what it is.
making funny movements like a croak
shaking his neck on and off and
gesticulating peculiarly with his hands.
as though drawing figures in the air.
No matter what he looks in person
as looks are not his treason
but got from his birth in a fashion
something linked to his genetic order
or else to the disorders or deformities that border.
That which contributes much
are his callous objectives as such
greed and self-conceit in straight
audacious talk and manners as traits
respecting none and cheating
depriving the rights of his sibling .
that prompted me to draw a realistic
analogue to his mannerism in a short pack up
by highlighting his appearance in the backdrop