Thirst Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

love you my bosom of bloody bristle
love you my sticky favor of bribing the death
love you my ever auxiliated aroma of divine haze
love you my pleasure of hanging from dark
love you my all of having no sentence of pleasuring you
love you all my atrocity of fabulating distance

love means the variety of receiving objects with different manner
love means a deal to satisfy the opponent whom i like
love means a denial of not-loving
love means simply an illusion to deviate from origin

love is simply a trance of self termination
love is the hazards of keeping oneself cool but hungry
love is not our reach where human dreams to reach
love means ultimately a soft and silent sanction
to torture and to breed!

Pranab k c
15/05/2017