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Malavika Vipin Poem
Witchcraft is in her blood
A witch, she is... but not a witch she is...
She burns and feels my pain
Witch! Witch! Witch!
Life may be brutish with you
But I can make every tempest, a zephyr of love for you...
Serene and gentle, dear, it’s a tantalized love
As the witch in you, burns
With the essence of my spirit and fragrance
Through these petals of kisses
I will get my goddess, my love!
Not a witch, she is... but a wise woman
O' dear awake! from your world
Revoke the lord of dawn
And accept me
For good or evil, even these petals vanishes
I will be hither beside you...
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Copyright © Malavika Vipin | Year Posted 2019
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Malavika Vipin Poem
Love! Gifted me a world of vacuity...
Here, I can't breathe.
Here, I don't recognize myself.
There is no way from here.
It is suchlike a black-hole.
I'm alone here.
All I can have is our founding memories,
Nothing else.
Where are you?
You don't wish me to be with you?
The world of vacuity,
where I lost myself !
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Copyright © Malavika Vipin | Year Posted 2019
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Malavika Vipin Poem
Thoughts billowed out from the mind
All the disbeliefs and sins whirl around my soul
What's more...
The barbed arrow of time pierces into my heart
And as the witching hour dawned upon us
It snatches my breath away... Am I in hell?
©malavikavipin
Copyright © Malavika Vipin | Year Posted 2019
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