Every Moon Sets -04: The Poisoned Sword Of Desire Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra
Every Moon Sets -04: The Poisoned Sword Of Desire
You stabbed me
From behind
My shapeless image
With the most dreadful
Weapon of the ages.
The knife of shadows
Slaying me behind
The brightest shrine.
You were the pale priest
Making me quiver
With the pain
Of centuries of
Forced widowhood.
Till I trembled
Like a blue animal
In the wisp of coldness
Poisoned with lonely
Swords of desire.
With the pain Of centuries of Forced widowhood. Great imagery dear poet. Thanks for the poem. 10++
ou stabbed me From behind My shapeless image With the most dreadful Weapon of the ages. Pain in real words, penned so nicely. Thanks. 10++ for it.
In the wisp of coldness Poisoned with lonely Swords of desire. Loved the poem very much. 10++++
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In the wisp of coldness Poisoned with lonely Swords of desire. Loved the imaginative poem very much. 10++++ for it.