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Mar 2021
Oh, don't lose that beautiful, true flame
Of the ravenous blues, comes the sickly light
It flickers and rustles, untamed instead

Watch as the orange core of your robust fire
Reflects your life and love, walks here and there
It shall rattle your soul till it dims

Love hath captured, ensnared and cracked!
The yellow eye of the King Cobra peers
But, it does not let you leave in case you die

You will slip out of people's empty lives
Quench your thirst from their ample wine cellars
And slither into their beds and **** them

In complete reverie, unknowingly in love
You will know the meaning of being mad
I have seen victims of a disease
They were not patients
Only ceasing to be free
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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       old poet MK, --- and Carlo C Gomez
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