# Cruel, Charming, Recluse Thief

By [Rahul Pathak](https://paragraph.com/@pathak) · 2022-01-26

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So, as promised, here’s the second part of the poem I posted in last blogpost.

    That glare's so intense, even I flinched,
    This ruffian is about to get lynched.
    As he notices, he takes a flight,
    And now I am left, in a corner more tight.
    
    So charming he is, and full of chivalry,
    But such a recluse, always solitary.
    And I am now blanked out, staring at him,
    With eyes dreamy, heart singing his hymn.
    
    I come to senses, and say him my thanks,
    But he too is staring, at me point blank.
    He is deaf now, and I blush crimson,
    And drop my gaze, then hear him run.
    
    Wait, the story's not over, for I know now,
    My heart is goner, behind him in a tow.
    That cruel charming recluse, he is now a thief,
    Let him think an excuse, as his answer to the sheriff.
    
    - Nimitta

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*Originally published on [Rahul Pathak](https://paragraph.com/@pathak/cruel-charming-recluse-thief)*