Fear 26 Poem by Prathibha Nandakumar
Fear 26
Remains of the dream
Hang on to my shoulder
Not touched by his lips
The virgin contours quiver
He is not good at bidding good byes
To kiss or not was never a dilemma
Fear lurks in his mind
I am one of a kind
To let go or hold on
By the hand that once pleasured
Suddenly you no longer dread, relieved
by her promise of disappearing into oblivion
21.3.2005
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