Poems from maelwe

aspirant poet, poetry lover, blogger, socialiser
you look at her as if she is not one of your own, her man beats her up in front of you, her screams is your business, one day it was you...
growing up painfully is no excuse, bashing her is an abusive, innate need. why do you hate her so much? asked her parents for her hand,...
i am not afraid of sociopaths, i grind them hard, are a pest under my feet, smashed to smithereens, forcefully and dilligently, who are to...
his got a chip over his shoulder, why should i listen to him? he talks bad about management. i love my job and; i am sick and tired of...
was the most intriguing being, walked steadily, her smile bewitched me, i felt something move inside of me, my colleague said it was blood...