of bitterness and spite,
tears of rage in her heart reside,
Such her dislike for his ominous might.
starry restless nights,
sobbing; terrified by his smite,
not a soul to share the fear of his ghastly sight!
kind heart like a candle burning bright,
love and ardor for the world outside,
now wrecked with hostility inside,
is her sorry plight.
havoc, towards her, he strides,
at her quivered might,
a prisoner to his rules vile.
my dear fight,
deserves not you doing right.
his fear, change life’s tide.
Far away from his world alight.
the suffocation! You decide,
never see him! Yet again be the candle bright!