Cursed Kiss Poem by Daipayan Nair

Cursed Kiss



Sleep evades me tonight
as an adult missing

where the kissed lips
confess in red
about why a blood which is beautiful
prefers the dark,

becomes an open slave
of what it hideously marks.

A cursed prisoner like a cursed kiss.

Whenever it has tried
to live a life of its own,

life died.

Thursday, May 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death,love,metaphysical,philosophy
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Daipayan Nair

Daipayan Nair

Silchar, State - Assam, India
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