Dear Past..A Poem by Aswin Suresh NairA raging encounter with the past.You can’t turn me off or hold me back, Can’t kill my heart and tease me alone. Or drop me down or sniff my track, Or keep hunting my memories long gone. You stained my breath and weakened the veins, You treated my blood with diabolic toxicity. Kept me tangled with your diamond chains, You again harassed my emotional sensitivity. Left such a vile ruckus in my life, That I couldn’t get off my idiot brain. Couldn’t save myself with a bullet or a knife, Still I lay on the floor with grueling pain. Enough is enough you satanic madness! Now you can’t turn me crisp and cold. I am the master of my very own sadness, I might drift away off this mighty world. © 2012 Aswin Suresh NairAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorAswin Suresh NairIndiaAboutCreative Designer by daylight. Creative writer by midnight. more..Writing
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