Allow me not to suck your ultimate warm
allow me not to behave as a rapist
allow me not to behave like a butcher
allow me to give you a touch of sprinkling infinite
I always show you my abandon wildness
always you think my age crossed the limit
I always tried to kill your breath
you show me your traffic-less arena
and ultimately undone a solitude overwhelms
all our destiny from dark to dust
yet i pronounce loudly
hungryness our last choice
to die Or
to survive where desert have no other choice
to locate the brighter sun
never allows any chaotic agenda
rather than to be the storm extreme!
Pranab k c
05/01/2016
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