A poem
Is much like
a dream come true.
Prior to its conception
the poet feels like
someone or something
is within
a limbless entity
a touchless kiss,
a lust free urge
touching you,
kissing you,
hugging you,
embracing you,
fingering at
all the strings of the heart
lacerating
all the veils of desires
licking
all the tenderness within
gagging
all the chaos
inside the locked corridor.
of the soul.
And here starts the nausea..
The first vomits initiated
Sign of impregnation
And the idea enters
The poet's womb.
Now the poem is conceived.
A new sense,
a new feeling
a new essence
spreads through-
Throughout the labyrinth
of the whole existence.
Very true this poem Thank you for sharing Subhas Mario Odekerken
Throughout the labyrinth of the whole existence. Beautifully penned. Can't describe my thrilling experience. Can't stop praising you. 10+++++++
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A new sense, a new feeling a new essence spreads through- Throughout the labyrinth of the whole existence. Beautiful poem. Thanks.