A certain regular man
Sat in front of a standing fan
Ill, old and frail he was
Cancer they said was the cause
He had his regular family
Living in the ethical regular city
His wife, two sons,two daughters
All grown and bitter about his death
He had lived his life justly
Never done something bad or wrongly
Or so the society thought
He never even fought
But on a certain night sometime ago
When on business he had to go
He met a fair maiden
And felt nothing else but craving
He took her into his bed
And she in return opened her legs
They spent the night together
But they knew this wasn’t the love story of forever
His business elapsed
Their ecstasy collapsed
Going back home
Leaving his maiden alone
Years passed and he resumed his regular life
He assumed he loved his children and his wife
He conquered troubles and many a strife
Except now when he sat in front of a fan loving a maiden more than his wife.
Deep