Plight

The sea gulls flew swiftly ,I was alone

The sea looked like a picture.

The undulating waves touched my poetic fancy

I was unable to think and concentrate.

The sea rocked the little canoe like a baby in the cradle.

The setting sun reminded of a dear one departed

Griefstricken I wiped my face with the tissue

The beams were golden but it failed to add a hue

The sea was as dark as ever but reflected the shining sun.
The beach grew dark and people turned behind

They cherish the sweet moments with the sea.

The strumpet crawled out of her nook

She dared not to step out in the day

Smell of cheap perfumes filled the air

Two pairs of eyes followed her .

For she was their beloved one
She disappeared out of sight beyond the beach

A pair of grey running eyes closed with a sigh

Ugly with the leftovers of an early supper

The kitchen slept to dream a lunch so nice

The rags and the torn clothes in the corner

Had a lot to tell but nobody to hear

For it was the dwelling of a cheap prostitute.
A heavy hand slapped me on my back

My friend asked why Iam here

He was eager to lead me to our room

Or I would be in great trouble

How careful my friend in my affairs

I thought of a slight care and love that lacked

Which took the poor woman to the cruel world