Poison

Poison short poem

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Give me a cup
laced with poison,

little cobra’s kiss

graveyard…………….
she is sleeping under the tree…….
remembering the days of togetherness,

kisses deep

with a candle, unending………………

desire me, trap me…….surround me
let me face my destiny….

cannot escape as moss grows.

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minakshi.balasubramaniam
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I ‘m wondering is this dark or surreal? Is it imagery or allegory.In all it got me reading it thrice! which means, I enjoyed the subtleness in its passion and tease.

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