The Want Poem by Aiman Saleem

Darkness around

Three heads aimed at you, you know that?
The spinning heads, with every drink they had
The heads had a lust for you, you know that?
The high heads, they wanted something bad

The light step,
The blurry sights,
The dim lights,
The empty pep,

The luring vibes - the temptation
The look on your face - those eyes
Pulled the three heads on you, you know that?

The mayhem crushed on the floor
The bloody heart just sank in rapture
And the three heads could not take it anymore
They faded,
There was no going back, again!