SCARLET HEART [a poem]

The wriggling of my wrist behind the cold shackles got my eyes moist again, A good reminder of my self induced misery, Seeking for a solution in the sideline, Miandering my way to melodious gains, Boycotting the stipulated odds. In my gullible pedestra I swang, Oblivious of how slippery it … Continue reading SCARLET HEART [a poem]