THE UNENDING STORY OF THE BLOOD STAINS
The holy blood keeps me on,
The dreadful blood makes me off.
The blood flows in and out,
Making me more holy and pure.
Those nine months holistically,
You poured out to be a beautiful angel of my life.
Those enormous pains were the bestest joys of my life,
Seeing you alive in my arms gave me pleasure.
Watching you smile,
Made my happiness bleed into pleasure.
The pain was threesome,
But my love you are awesome.
Those blood stains in childhood hurted a lot,
Those dettol liquid burned a lot.
Keeping down a cliche,
I droused to pain everyday.
That red liquid which flowed down my hands,
Made me mad and insane.
The fear of blood was far more scary,
But now it seems honorary.
Then teenage took the steps,
And i was plundered down to rest.
The blood oozed out like red river,
And my eyes cried like white river.
The pain was unbearable,
But it was my sanity imbibing purity.
And those dreadful blood stains,
Turned into those pleasures of humanity.
The creator was coming into existence,
The destroyer was loosing its control.
And one fine day my love,
You came into existence with those same blood stains.
And now getting you as my angel,
I have also become an amazing angel for many.
From those dreadful blood stains which made me cry,
To the most angelic pleasure these blood stains have evolved my dear.
Now I am completely different one,
Now I am completely the most holy one.
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