Putholi Arumugham T
Books Are Whores - Poem by Putholi Arumugham T
Books are whores.
They lure you by their looks,
Bewitch you by their words,
Seal your senses to escape midway.
Hold you upright till all parts are covered,
Makes you palpitate during climax,
In the end, they leave you with just -
exhaustion, depression and guilt.
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