Do not hit me below the belt, please
Do not hit me, please, below the belt
I am already harassed a lot
The ugly three sisters
Very secretly
Weaving
A plot
Under
The dark
frown and taunt
please do not tease me
any more I am already harassed a lot
I can not bear with any more
The nasty trick you play,
I am too weak to you
Totally blind to
The wrongs
You do
You know I am feeling very bore
Losing Interest, a torn sack
full of binding void
all shouts and cries
sounds and noises
meaningless
I do not love you any more
Your deceptive beauty
Is a sinking ship
A lousy whore
Stinking
Dead
Body
Already all the creepy and gory lures are felt
I stand at your door with bare and folded hands
Please, do not hit me, any more, below the belt.
poem by Abdul Wahab
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