Coldest Winter

midst the very eyes that first saw you,

A tear dropped warming the skin it trickled upon,

A tear of praise,

Praising a finnesse work of art,

You raised tides and lowered jaws,

Jobless men stared in astonishment as your naked body passed,

Those with boxer shorts hid their proof of hard erection,

While the shopkeeper easily ran out of soap weekly,

I say naked because the top did not seem to hide the curvacious bossom but to hold them firm and the tight, tiny, silky hot pants only covered what naturally cant be seen,

When a lady is standing upright,

These are the forms of torment we go through,

Or rather men go through,

Poised herself as a Goddess and all men her minions,

Made thousands,millions,

Salivate, sharing love struck opinions,

Men were a desperate neck and she was a prized medallion,

In bed, the lucky laid men were mesmerized,

They said her moves were ground breaking,

That they painted hieroglyphs, having sex on a pegasus,

And with every thrust, Hades mourned in envy,

Burning souls complaining of the sudden change of heat,

Screaming "What the HELL is going on"

A man once claimed that he flirted with an angel while locking lips with her,

And to him, she was an immortal blossoming flower from the garden of lustful individuals,

You see, she warmed hearts, weakened them, n tore them apart,

As she watched other men standing alert,

Queuing to enter the gates of heaven,

Symbolized as her luscious entry,

She had slept with more characters than a qwerty keyboard,

Fire burning slowly with more wax than a dirty earphone,

She literally broke hearts,

She always blamed him,

Named him, lucifer,

He came and tore her apart and to her,

She is just playing her role as karma's dirty messenger,

She just couldnt heal!! Cursed earthling,

Even kanye couldnt tell her nothing,

With every soul she sought to kill,

She

Defied life's best quality,

That pain doesnt last,

Like how a child cries and laughs after,

Joyous laughter,

Crafted with beauty!!

She then met this guy,

Fly, suddenly he was her afrodisiac and not 'brandy' anymore,like before,

Any flaw?? None

It was him, manly,

She thought,

With all the men she has played like football,

He is the one she was looking for since she stood a foot tall,

Her fantasy guy, showed up from a tear she cried,

There she stood, obviously irresistable, at first,

To him, she turned out to be predictable at last,

Way too attached she turned,

Hardest way for a lesson, she learnt,

The guy complained that she was dug too deep for even his manhood to fill,

As he fell out of her,

To him she was non-existant like cursing on live radio,

Shook her off his back as roughly as a mad horse on a rodeo,

Cupid's bow here had a broken arrow,

Cursed by a dead sparrow,

No pavement to rest on the renovated boulevard of tomorrow,

In short, there was no broad avenue out of this!!!

The silent serpant's hiss,

Was followed by a poison sting that killed her ghetto dreams,

Of the alley of broken promises,

Token, loneliness,

Soaking her phoniness,

Her self esteem now lower than the heights she went to please that guy,

She said she was that that fly,

Hence a succulent prey,

Couldnt kneal down and pray,

The fallen, cunning 'man slayer' met her match trying to find God

In an unanswered prayer,

Lets pray, for her!!!