The hut with mud walls smiled,
With tinder in the eyes and temper in the lips!
They saw it and laughed too,
Showing off the ugly wrinkles.
His half grown beard frowned,
With trickling sweat on it.
She felt his icky smell and walked away,
Towards the hut darkness within
That frostiness gave her more comfort,
Than his venomous company.
But then she knew that there is no exit for her,
From the suffocation.
He smiled again with cruelty inside
But it was the last chance for him,
To call her back, to love her;
Agony resulted for both.
Because, their eyes didn’t meet!
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