Lilith

A secret universally unknown,

by the skin of my teeth,

Eve's only a diffident subclone,

and the morsel she grew,

was a hulking luminary,

an autarchic quondam shew.

When Lilith left the throne,

The basal's lore stands untold,

the moon in the darkest hour,

And she rose towards near hell,

Evincing she'll not cower,

She chasms with delicate Eve.

"I love Adam and you only love yourself," saith Eve.

"I loved Adam no more than my freedom," retorted Lilith.

Today, I announce a tale as old as time, 

Lilith was birthed from the same dust as Adam.

Why must she lie beneath him?

PRANATI PATHAK
26.09.2022
18:50