Dying Of Love Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri

Dying Of Love



You watch the celluloid horror
Of a twelveyear-old girl
Lying spreadeagled, shrieking
As knowledge strikes as horror
In the suburban train
Of three living-dead humans
Watching a twelveyear-old
Dying of love.

(After watching a Hindi movie on the video in a night journey by bus from Mumbai to Hyderabad)

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