The Back Pain Therapy Poem by Subrata Ray

The Back Pain Therapy

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Back Pain -Massage.

In the name of back-pain,
The black snake plays the game.
When base instinct overpowers the brain,
You need gratification of sense,

Ah! the harps of therapy make pyre,
And the dormant desire culminates in to fire,
All your moral courage gets burnt into ashes,
And the art of the therapy in your memory flashes.

The manipulation of a salon,
Or the posing the function of movable brothel,
Are the new arts of corporate for body's sale.

Thursday, April 2, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sexuality
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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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