Page 1, Love is a mysterious state of mind.....the mind falls in the abyss of hell and pleasure... and never tries to escape....or forgot’s the reality in every sense. This is a poem of my experience in love with a lady, and i somehow tried to escaped from the abyss of nowhere. But she haunts me like a forbidden dream everytime. Some says it is true love.
Angle that haunt’s
terrifying the nerve’s
cuts the vein open
splashing the blood
into the horizon inside
tearing the heart in to pieces
tiny pieces and pieces it appears
soaking the mind
into the abyss of hell and pleasure
walking with hallucination
she was crawling all over me like a snake
suffocating with pain
crushing into pleasure
where she never smiles
atleast once in a lifetime in reality.
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