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Theme: Possession

You Know What You Are

You know what you are?

The tornado that rips open all my vanities with savage, primeval force.
Pins me down to the ground with the brutality of the Nazi jack-boots.
Tears every hair off my skull one by one...with absolute nonchalance.
And then levels your lovely moon face with my ugly, twisted visage 
frightened like a puppy just about to be crushed 
under the wheels of an unforgiving truck and plead-

Make love to me, my love. Hold me tight. All I have is you. 
Because without you, I'm so weak. And can't you see.....
I could kill no other?


More By  :  Pradip Basu

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