The Virgin

To Kurt

A little lassie and the bonnie lad

Each other was what all they had

The love of sibling was never corrupt

But for the lad the end was abrupt

The lassie was bonnie and a darling of all

Yet her parents wanted her to take the fall

She was sold in the name of love

Yet her spirit was unbroken by her parents bluff

The lover ravaged her in her first night

Yet no one was there to hear her plight

Her life was chained in a golden prison

Her spirit yarned for love for some unknown reason

The blue sky kindred the fire of her spirit

The waves of the sea enticed her soul and gave her lift

Yet her shackles was too tight to let her go

And she stood alone wondering how it felt to flow with the flow

The lover was a green-eyed goblin

His lust was a by-product of his sin

Yet he was unable to gratify her passion

And decided to kill her and that befitted his ambition

He bloodied her the way a butcher bloodies a lamb

Yet no one can deny god’s hand

She bled and yet she breathed

Promised her lover that she can’t be contained

And then the chase began

It was a run for life and a fun for them

She realised how lonely she was

Yet for the first time she freedom was hers

Till the time they forgot her name

And her parents considered her as their shame

And yet she lived, working her way up the ladder

Her spirit and soul was all that she would adhere

There came many lovers later though

With promises and honeyed tongue of that of a foe

Their sweet talk made her dream again

But then they all placed her in the stand and judged her by her past to show she was a vain

The world laughed at her helplessness

And she cried silently at their selfishness

Till she realised that her dreams has turned into nightmare

And the lads flocked her just because she was fair

This continued till the time there were many flies humming by her

There came a person who was really sincere

She felt the lotus of love blossom for the very first time

Yet trusting him completely felt like a crime

What she would do is what she should do

Yet to comprehend the same was too much of a clue

The society never will understand her love for this person

Would she listen to her heart or would she let go of this only spring’s blossom ?

                                                                                                                                                                 Roby