Crying for a laughter

closed inside his fist
she is trapped
crying for a laughter
her soul in agony
of broken dreams

inside the darkness
the light outside
fighting to be let in
she thinks of her broken wings

murky and dark
inside the clasp
his sweat pours out
drenching her

she is crying for a laughter
she looks up, not even a bit of light
again she buries her head twixt her legs
cries for laughter
her tears flows between his fingers

disgusted, he throws her
away she goes falls on the sand
face down on the hot sand
dries up her tears in an instant
she is free now but alone
she, still, is crying for a laughter

written by vinal on 19/03/11