Tuesday, 14 June 2016

Spirits move on

They plunged their swords deeper and deeper,
Ripping and ravaging my flesh.

One after another, merciless.
I got no pleasure,
I felt no pain.
I had eclipsed.
I just watched them.

So shallow were they,
Swaggering with few sperms.
They fizzled in seconds, I stayed on.

Absorbing their vile in my earth.
For I knew nothing will germinate,
Nothing will give resonate

They had strangulated just my life,
My spirits will move on.


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