Late at midnight very thirsty and through the darkness <br />I see a pesticide bottle is hanging and shining in my room <br />Like a twinkling star. <br />I always keep promises and my wife is fast asleep. <br />The widow next door, <br />She is still singing her monotonous song. <br />My inner soul is very inquisitive. <br />Is that a lament or an invitation? <br /> <br /> <br />*Mind is like a wild beast and always travels to restricted areas?<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forbidden-love-9/
