Pleasure of Growth-W
Lust is a part of life
To choose pleasure of growth
One requires rain and wind
But they do give pain.
I was possessed by a woman
I tried to seduce her in her adultery
To whom I begged for sex
Surrendering to the crafty woman
I was shredded to pieces.
Now I suffer from love sickness.
Have you ever tasted the pain of love?
I have suffered from love sickness
But then, what is life without passion & mystery.
One has got to be lured to passion,
Living life safely is always dangerous.
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Date ; 24-1-14
Form : Free Verse
Dr. Ram Mehta
Third Place win
Contest: Don't Write for the Contest by Vicky Tsulima
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