THE WOUND

Gazing ,gazing my chared skin
Hold my hand ,the little angel,
What is this ? Quoth she,
In her mesmerizing tone.
"Unhold me ,forget it ",said I.
"No ,no ,need to know
Or forget your angel forever",said she
With rolling eyes with an affectionate tone.
'No",I yelled .
"Listen if you can , the story of a loser ,
The story of a fool."
"Long long ago,I used to laugh .
Iused to live ,Iused to see.
My giggles made everyone cry.
My shine made everyone dull.
How can you be so ? said the world .
My blushes, my words made my trap.
A sudden jerk from the back.
And I fall in the trap ,unbreakable ,invincible.
Don't leave him , said the world.
My coffin was put on the Chapel of Cathedral
The so called holy men put me out
Myself chained could not protect,
On the altar they burnt me .
I yelled -Jesus ......
And I am waiting .......
Years to go Years to come .