He looked at the last message she sent, If only he had known How much he loved this woman, She meant the world to him, He locked his heart and gave her the key, Probably because he thought he had found a more better love than before. Damn it, he shouldn't have fell so easily. Haven't he heard, Haven't he damnly heard about the tales of Delilah. Oh goodness, he thought she was an angel, He thought God created her specially, He goddamit thought she was a special breed. But now she had shown him that she was a bonified descendant of Delilah. I hope she burns in 🔥 fire, he thought but he immediately wiped those thoughts away. He still can't hurt her or call her names because he still loved her. She betrayed him, She betrayed the love he had for her, She destroyed the burning love he had always promised her, She quenched them with her water of wickedness. He really can't let off the pains he is feeling, So all he could do was cry, Cry cry cry till he could cry no more. He heard the tales of Delilah. He heard it all from his father. But he had always thought she was different from the others. She damned his love. He had always loved her but he feels nothing but hurt now,all thanks to her though. She destroyed his love for her with her lust, Her unending greed, She was a betrayal, A damn fucking bitch she was and proved. She is a bonified descendant of Delilah. Now he believed the tales of Delilah well..... ©crownwealth Tales of Delilah

Tales of Delilah

He looked at the last message she sent,
If only he had known
How much he loved this woman,
She meant the world to him,
He locked his heart and gave her the key,
Probably because he thought he had found a more better love than before.
Damn it, he shouldn't have fell so easily.

Haven't he heard,
Haven't he damnly heard about the tales of Delilah.
Oh goodness, he thought she was an angel,
He thought God created her specially,
He goddamit thought she was a special breed.
But now she had shown him that she was a bonified descendant of Delilah.
I hope she burns in 🔥 fire, he thought but he immediately wiped those thoughts away.
He still can't hurt her or call her names because he still loved her.

She betrayed him,
She betrayed the love he had for her,
She destroyed the burning love he had always promised her,
She quenched them with her water of wickedness.
He really can't let off the pains he is feeling,
So all he could do was cry,
Cry cry cry till he could cry no more.

He heard the tales of Delilah.
He heard it all from his father.
But he had always thought she was different from the others.
She damned his love.
He had always loved her but he feels nothing but hurt now,all thanks to her though.
She destroyed his love for her with her lust,
Her unending greed,
She was a betrayal,
A damn fucking bitch she was and proved.
She is a bonified descendant of Delilah.
Now he believed the tales of Delilah well.....
©crownwealth Tales of Delilah

Harry Dhaliwal

#tales #of #Love

Ruchi Dhiman

A Bag full of Roses He came in front of me with his sweet & warm Welcome note. Sometimes Bitter sometimes As Sweet as Sugar were his words to me. One Day I saw his Bag Full of Roses. I only had Tears in my Eyes As I never Trusted him those Days Now I have his Roses But Just like he could not speak up Now whole Life I could not speak up too. He left for me roses to remember his love With forever grief of separation. Entangled tales of Love

Entangled tales of Love

A Bag full of Roses
He came in front of me with his sweet & warm Welcome note.
Sometimes Bitter sometimes As Sweet as Sugar were his words to me.
One Day I saw his Bag
Full of Roses.
I only had Tears in my Eyes
As I never Trusted him those Days
Now I have his Roses
But Just like he could not speak up
Now whole Life I could not speak up too.
He left for me roses to remember his love
With forever grief of separation.
Entangled tales of Love

Aditya Upadhayay

Your kind of weird Your kind of wise I want to be Your kind of man Your kind of prize !! Tales of Love - II

Tales of Love - II

Amrisha Rai

Only passionate prayers are heard. "In the name of Allah", thunders Aslam. The deafening blast immediately shrouds the shrill cries. "In the name of Ram", cries Madan, exactly 807 miles away, before striking the dagger in the hijab-clad woman. His menacing laughter rings louder than her shreaks. "In the name of God", begs the child on Delhi streets,unheard. Probably the rumble of her stomach isn't audible over the traffic. Tales Of Passion #nojoto #kalamkaar

Tales Of Passion nojoto #kalamkaar

Only passionate prayers are heard. "In the name of Allah", thunders Aslam. The deafening blast immediately shrouds the shrill cries. "In the name of Ram", cries Madan, exactly 807 miles away, before striking the dagger in the hijab-clad woman. His menacing laughter rings louder than her shreaks. "In the name of God", begs the child on Delhi streets,unheard. Probably the rumble of her stomach isn't audible over the traffic. Tales Of Passion
#nojoto
#kalamkaar

Arshi Dokadia

Our eyes met across the room, A story about to bloom. Too bad, The future we saw within seconds, Was about to explode, With a resounding boom. The unspoken tales of victims of terrorism.

The unspoken tales of victims of terrorism.

Our eyes met across the room,
A story about to bloom.
Too bad,
The future we saw within seconds,
Was about to explode,
With a resounding boom. The unspoken tales of victims of terrorism.

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