Feb 24, 2011 10:14
Yes! I do know you,
but hardly do I desire to recognise you.
The salacious look of yours I know
ever ready to devour me.
With palms of mine I seal my ears
not wanting to listen to your made - up melodious tone,
A parasitic body - you move around
waiting to thrive on me and multiply
Your exile from this universe is what I pray for
as I mull over the miasma created by you.
You languish me by your powers to colonise yourself
Pain , hurt and tears conquer me at times,
and this moment you think to be the best
to reveal your true face of a predator
You love to play with me a game of Shatranj
trying hard to scandalize me
relegation is what you deserve
as your pawn makes a sly move
Doomed to death so shall you be,
Dare you ever again peep at me!
doomed,
unbalance,
death