That night,
in the valley of love
i started walking
as a thin fog of pain entered my heart.
As the rain started rhyming
with the levels of sadness within
winds started blowing from north
leaving me unconscious.
There i saw her screaming
with fear
and started running away from me.
My timid heart melted
and the hunger in my stomach
started eating intestines of mine.
The bones attached to skin of stomach
and everything became dim
except her shining skirt.
I can hear her breathing
and running.
I am hungry
but i can starve for her.
I know i am gonna breath my last breath
with in no a few minutes
still i am starving.
Starving with fear
with hunger.
That night,
in the valley of love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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