Sun's condemn'd lover, cursed and fallen
Cobra hisses with fangs bare
Raunchy eyed curious in thy smell
A rat's fate to devo'r
Lick a wound with desire
Like a cave's hunger
Intense in darkish claws
Wiping out a light
Moorish hands in dark wonder
Play in darkish bright!
Copyright: Shamik Bose 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem