Rotten Love Poem by Anjali Mandokhot

Like rotten flesh it stinks
Disgustingly unbearable,
Within and throughout,
All over undetachable.

The more the time passes
The more it stinks.
As every lie rots,
The more it stinks.

It was born dead,
Started on lies.
All those vows and promises
Stinking dead lies.

Like scented flowers,
But dead rotten inside
Stinking stinking lies
Oh where do I hide.

But then it all died in me
Inside me! Here within!
The stench is with me
Throughout and within.

Cant runaway cant bear
It comes from within
Will be there till I die
Till it kills me from within

It spreads around me
With every sigh!
And I smell it
With every breath.

Help! I am stuck!
Its choking me!
Its getting dark
It will kill me.

Its rottening like plastic
Rottening but not degrading
Neither burning into ashes
Nor going to earth as humus

Its stuck to me and rots
And stinks and stinks
To kill me to choke me
Till I live it will stink.