Love Poem by Jay Kasturi

Love



He finds himself
stretched on the darkest cross,
his every pore bleeding
and every spear pointed at him,
while the world conspires
for more pain on his torn limbs –
he is a teenager in love.

(1992)

Monday, December 16, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: teenager
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Jay Kasturi

Jay Kasturi

Kerala, India
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