Woman , Yours
Oh dear ! You are better off
I’m not a smiling doll
to play with you
Don’t stain me
with your fingers and words
I’m possessed by a holy evil
Don’t yell my dear !
Even as an embryo
the world knows -
I’m a witch
I didn’t bewitch you
Don’t think too highly of yourself
You were a nomad
who lost your way
in my fog of love
You want to burn me alive ?
Do you think you can ?
Oh dear ! Rub your eyes ,
blink away the fog
I’m toned like soot and
smell like smoke
Where is it !?
I miss the spark in your eyes
Dear , come at me !
Set the pyre alight, I crave flames
The sizzle of flesh and bones
turning into ashes
Never leaves me soulless
Oh dear ! I love you ,
Do you dare take me -
as your woman anew ?!
Copyright © Parvanendu Babu | Year Posted 2025
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