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The Great Othello Laments
by Moloy Bhattacharya
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  Oh! You hear me, Desdemona
Long in your grave
A life of peace and rest you save
Here I alone speak and confess
Doubt poisoned my fragile mind
Only a handkerchief did I find
Did suspect your chastity
Ignored your inner purity
You were innocent, my princess
Ill-will eclipsed my senses
Thus choked I your breath
My weakness withdrew faith
Killed me too, deceived true love
A hapless hawk for his dainty dove
 
I am cursed
I am scorned
Yet I am born
Like a fresh morn
For my ego is torn.

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September 07, 2014
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