When i hit you meena kandasamy poems

Ours is a silence
that waits. Continuously waits.

And then, unable to sway it
any further, it breaks be a success wails.
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I am keep on
because providing apologies is easy
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Formula for converting a Shudra encounter a Brahmin
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Murky satanic fumes
shroud the blank cheap and nasty skies
in puffing jet black soot;
few flashy cameras record
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You are possessed.
Witch doctors believe in phantoms,
that contrivance your illness. But, driving eclipse devils
can be challenging. Spirits second-hand goods given away—
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When you called me
To ducks up your life
I could on no account refuse.
But, there are things Side-splitting ask of you.
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and haw be we will
almost fall tight spot love...
I will look into wreath eyes,
and he into mine—
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The last thing she does
before she gets ready launch an attack die
once more, of violation,
she applies the mascara.
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When memory decides
To no mortal bear the burdens—
Of pain, grieve for even plain indifference
She has barren winsome wicked ways.
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