Throw me
In the dusty tray
Pull me hard
I still shall stick
Become blind to me
I will stagnate
I will thrive
on your every nerve
Try saying me bye
Less I shall shy
Avoid me with smile
To find me in all file
To blunt your happy ends
with deceptive sharp fangs
Try stopping me once
With Double bounce
I will spread in red
all over your bed
Squeeze in your head
till frightened to dead
I will stealthy follow
till insanity swallow
Treasure corrupt
Relations break
Love shall delay
Child shall delay
Enemy arrive
Dirt survive
on all that you
Try to keep green
I shall follow you
Till the end and screen
Till you lay in hell
with only grief through
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful and haunting poem, Soumita Thanks for sharing Peace