Zishan Mahmud Poems

She stands there clinging to the ragged doll,

Staring into our world,
...

Ssshh lil' one, don't make a noise,
The evil one's lurking, he may hear your voice,
I know, untold fears creep into your mind,
Perhaps in sleep, solace you'll find...
...

We prowl beneath your shrouded thoughts,
We lust after your deeds,
We claw our way to your throbbing core,
But, does that sate our greed?
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