Repost: Sold Down Pearl


Before the early birds could sing a love song,Collecting the monumental lure of her love,He left her marooned in demise for long. She, who weighs priceless in heavens,Awaits in demise, disbelief, and fear.Pierced into her heart, the brand of love,Makes the night sob in delusional despair. Read Complete poem here: Sold down pearl