Don't stare at me.
Don't you know,
you have fire in your stare?
Don't you know, I burn
in your all consuming fire?
You have sea in your stare.
I drown and drown there,
until your sea suffocates me,
an' I stop respire.
You have poison in your stare.
I drink it being aware,
it would pain me, agonise me,
an' subject me to torture.
O beautiful, don't stare.
My death engraved in your eyes,
please, don't stare.
© Arun MAJI
Painting: John William Godward
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderfully imaginative write.+++10