Poetry must be your art
Desire is your first name - Love
Sadness must be your last
Yearning is in middle -
to cuddle these men in black
Death makes your epic
Poetry must be your art
Orgasm is your myth
for ages thats been your trick
Heart is where your battles are fought
The spleen must be your powderhouse
Kiss of lips is your flagship, targets-
from where you randomly pick
poem by Prakash Nair
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