It is ashtami
not good to me
she says all sad
why ? it is bad
I ask her with concern
she could not discern
she nods her head this way
then her head goes the other way
I stare at her for quite some time
she went on with her rhymes
ashtami is not good for me
being the one in a plea
superstition has gone deep
it has risen up steep
hard to shake her of the belief
being immersed into it without relief
I find my way out of it i in haste
as her thoughts are not to my taste.
Reblogged from meenas17.com
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