The Morbid Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty
The Morbid
Pranab k c
16/06/2014
Whom I believe
that's not you
whom I don't believe
that's not you
you means a fire
I dive to make myself ash
you means the ocean
of unending emptiness
I don't think
to return again
anywhere
whom I defy
that's not you
whom I deny
that's not you
because you means
the shadow
light we desire
to grab
to grip
to grind
with my flesh and blood....
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