Agony Riddled Poem by Jihene Khammassi

Agony Riddled



Was I a subject of your desire?
A mixture of cold madness and melting fire?
What a hybrid satire!

I questioned a silence sudden.
Still, abhorrent and guilt-ridden,
Stood you in darkness hidden.

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Jihene Khammassi

Jihene Khammassi

La Manouba/ Tunisia
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