Watch, Stalk and Prey

He looks at you from far,

You are ambrosia for him;

Not a threat at all,

He stalks you, you are Helen for him;

Follows you almost everywhere,

You are irritated, still no damage done,

He gets his claws on you, you are his prey,

No Helen, no ambrosia, he is a predator,

Now you feel this is a real threat.

© meloheart

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In my dreams

You were the one, haunting my dream

I couldn’t just wake up and scream;

Identity of yours might take you away

But you would invade my mind anyway,

For them a decision must not be rushed

After all only a flower that I’m , meant to be crushed.

Conscience and consent, may not find a voice

Yet it is their way to me, I might not have a choice.

Culture we say shapes us and makes a man,

Can our culture be blamed, for an act so inhuman?