From Wrath Reborn Poem by supratim ghosh

oh! holy progeny, thou virgin offspring of all father odin
plunge in my brims of blood, and forget true everything.
that consecreted sanctified or sacred.
dip and douse in the hellfire of all condemned.
imbibe the necter from clythemnstra.jocasta or hellen.
that is blood red.
quenche thy thrust from Gertrude`s chalice double faced.
Renounce me not thou mortified souldier.
king- But hamlet`s double blade, fits me fight best,
My soul mate is always with me.
The brave thrist who meets me,
in inferno, paradiso ever.
Thirst will cast his hands to me,
like virgil held those falling fists of dante.
and left never.