i've been through a lot pain
though you may call them my love.....
you've snatched my childhood off me
i was only nine..... darling....
& planted an everlasting thirst
never getting to rest in peace
to get the right kind of water......
since then
I love, I dance, I sing
I move about myself....
only to reach nowhere
like a dog chasing his tail
I bite myself
to get the taste of
raw flesh
and blood......
and it , like a flowing river of ideology,
keeps on coming back yet-
leaving a salty taste
in my mouth
to last forever...............
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