Knights

“Knights ”

 

They burrow inside your soul
These creatures called “gentlemen”.
With sweet words to grasp your heart
Within their cold blooded hands.
Duelling with weapons
Of care and sensitivity,
Instead of a sword and shield
They pierce the armour-
Effortlessly.
Once the blood has been shed
The women folk; all without the guard,
The Knights with Shining armour
Gallop to the next lass.

Dr Hafsa Siddiqui

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