Subrat Pradhan


Love Hurt - Poem by Subrat Pradhan

Love juices oozing out
slowly and spontaneously
From my body
Being hurt
Where, unknown to me
The pain, the agony, the plight
Mixed with ecstasy
I rejoice everything
For being hurt
By love itself
I know
Someday or the other
I will succumb to my doomsday
Prematuredly without love
Predestined
I accept with all my senses
For the cause
I love, my love!


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  • Rachel Streek (7/28/2012 9:05:00 AM)

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 26, 2012

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 26, 2012


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