a beautiful hangover
the woman always hankering
for a baby
to suck her breast
her fortune does not recommend
yet her thirst
the time she passed yet
on the surface
not simply infertility
only the reason
many ifs buts gathering together
many conditions, congestion
discriminating as factor
yet cry makes her different
from a sane and why
requisition never the choice
to input fulfillment
simply the third eye
her only balance to keep
the trance high as humane
and thus the story of an individual
becomes daily the gossip
to pass time by others
simply she needs a breast-sucker
full of life white it comes from origin!
Pranab k c
01/11/2014
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