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!