Psychotic Torturer Poem by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi

I have stopped believing my eyes
I have no faith in sunset or sunrise
You have left your malignant trace
Strewn around, All over the place
Metastatic miniatures,
Your infective signatures

You are just a worthless scar
Ugly keloid, I nurtured so far
I know you are a passing phase
Radical surgery is needed in place

My lessons for, many lifetimes
To never love, even if heart feels right
To never let anyone touch your core
For every man is a potential foe

No males will ever vilify
My mortal body
Even after I die