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<≪ Jealousy

I respect him not because of the fact that
He has great qualities or handsomeness
He is neither a Mr. Universe nor an Einstein
And I have no connection whatsoever with him any way
Except the wounds he develops
Inside him
And allow him to be eaten away slowly
In feeding the termites he hosts
Burn his soul
Flesh

Boil his blood
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Saturday, June 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: jealousy
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Harindhar Reddy 15 June 2014

A Narrative poem about someone. I really enjoyed reading this.

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Kirti Sharma 14 June 2014

this feeling is the worst feeling after regret in my view.. thanks for sharing..

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