Tuesday, 29 July 2014

Of confessions and fears..

This poetry has been published in the anthology "She The Shakti" which can be purchased HERE!

From the old photo album -
She looks back at me and smiles.

Her eyes twinkle like a cunning fox,
Her smile is of a hyena.
Her lips purse in vengeance -
All the vengeance the whole of mankind can ever conjure.

I can see her claws from beyond the frame.

She looks back at me
Eye to eye,
And takes my present away
In a way no one else can ever notice.

She is evil.
In a way no one understands,
In a way no one would, ever!