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    Short story/poem

    Ok you probably thought it would be short :@ff

    anyways this poem/story is out of my weird imagination and because of what i have seen or heard et cetra...i might make additional poems pertaining to the poem "Deception"

    i am a novice at writting poetry, so if it sucks excuse em mua :^lulja3


    Deception
    Every imperceptible step
    was received with disgust and disdain.
    Unbearable were her sins,
    yet her behavior deceived one extremely.
    Sweet and innocent was her disguise,
    Cruelty and deception were written in her eyes.

    Unfaithful was she to her spouse,
    The honorable man in the house.
    A man with such high integrity,
    Yet the fool, who offered her hospitality.

    She was poor, ambitious and beautiful.
    He was rich, intelligent and merciful.
    She was an orphan and a skillful thief,
    He was a soldier, known as the ”young chief”
    Charming, and arrogant was he with ladies
    Mysterious and seductive was she with the gents
    …..In order to rob every penny they had.
    The day they met,
    they will never forget.
    She was pick pocketing an old man,
    As usual that was her plan.
    They were the richest,
    And the weakest,
    The perfect victims;
    The less fitted.

    Never was she caught or seen,
    Luck was always on her routine.
    Yet this time she was not unseen,
    the young chief amusingly saw what she did.
    Thus decided to help out this kid
    Who was running ceaselessly.
    Suddenly he reached and grabbed her hood,
    Seized her shoulders with suck a force
    At that moment she felt a great remorse
    Her heart bit fast,
    and there she stood.
    Unable to escape for good.
    Suddenly an image came in her mind.
    Her future self flashed in her eyes.
    An old woman incarcerated for life.
    Whose hair she had cut with a knife,
    And her teethes had fallen apart.
    Suddenly she felt a pain in her heart.
    Just the thought made her shiver
    And wished to drown in a river.

    She turned pale and worried sick.
    She had to do something, she shouldn’t be so weak.
    So audaciously she punches him as hard as she could,
    She aimed at his face,
    yet he seemed unperturbed
    “hold your horses little man,” he said,
    with a sweet smile on his face.
    He stares at her beautiful shaped face,
    Wondering if she was not a man.
    Purloining strangers in a man’s disguise,
    Made her feel invisible in their eyes.
    “You don’t seem like a lad,” he repeated once again.
    She remained silent,
    Adamantly not answering his inquiry.
    She couldn’t possibly speak a word;
    she could only pray to the lord
    Hoping some help would come from above.
    “Speak I say, don’t feel apprehended by me”
    “Damn I should have practiced my man dialect speech,
    ” she thought, wishing she had known
    that someday she would be caught.
    “Don’t be afraid, I won’t give you in,
    ..but don’t temp to slap me... you hear!”
    “It was a punch, just to make it clear!”
    She yelled unexpectedly.
    While regretting it shamelessly.
    He laughed out loud and patted her head;
    Amiably smiled and offered his hand.
    “Come with me, you need food and new clothes,
    ..don’t be afraid I just want to help.”
    And so to his house she went.

    To be continued
    I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich.

  2. #2
    in bocca al lupo Maska e Leila
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    Ah... Moll Flanders-i i Danief Defoe-se. :)
    E lexove librin e tij keshtu?
    trendafila manushaqe
    ne dyshek te zoterise tate
    me dhe besen e me ke
    dhe shega me s'me nxe

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    jo se lexova librin por pash filmin lol :D por ne fakt parografin e pare e kisha bere me perpara, pastaj kur pash filmin mora iden ta zgjasja poemen lol...shume messed up story eshte Moll Flanders prandaj kam vendosur te perdor te njijtin still si poezite e Bella Donna, qe ne poezite e pershkruan si te keqe por ne vertet s'eshte, so i started it bad so the audiance will believe that she is really bad :P...te pelqeu Moll Flanders?
    I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich.

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    Moj, thua e kane ne vidjo Moll Flanders? Sa e paditur kam mbetur ne boten e filmave... ngela neper libra, kur fare thjeshte i shoh ne TV. Do e kerkoj. Nje sekonde... cfare tjeter kane ne vidjo qe une s'e di? lol
    trendafila manushaqe
    ne dyshek te zoterise tate
    me dhe besen e me ke
    dhe shega me s'me nxe

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    lol une se di ku e morren motrat ose tek libraria ose tek blockbuster, por jane dy video kaseta prandaj mere do mbetesh me goje hapur kur ta shikosh :P ka disa pjesa qesharake dhe "messed up" por kemi qeshur tek nje -pjese kur i vllai i saj aka half brother merr nje pistolet dhe i drejtohet Mollit sepse eshte i nevrikosur per (you know what) kur i thote ajo qe jane moter dhe vlla ai qesh me te madhe dhe me nje suspicious look says "you lying" kur i thote mamaja "it is true son" dhe gre supet me erdhi per te qeshur sadoqe s'eshte per te qeshur por rolet e tyre nuk i lozin ne nje menyre qe te duket shume tragjedike :P

    you better watch it!

    ok gtg study

    take care :)
    I don't care how poor a man is; if he has family, he's rich.

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