The Voracious AbstinenceA Poem by Bala GorthiA soul cry under a customary practice. (Free Verse)
I miss you.
There is a fire inside. The flames are rising from deep attacking the inner walls. I cannot bear without you. Those convulsive fluids inside are hitting me hard. Never I felt so greedy for what others might say craving for "it" badly. Would I lose it? I am an expert in holding and controlling my self. Then, I started thinking religiously.Yes, that 's right. I am going to be blessed with what I seek if I accomplish this. To divert, I spoke to my mom but her talk couldn't bring down my burning need. I realised that no diversions can help at this stage. Is it my body or my mind, what is troubling me to this extent? The serpent flames of yearning reached my heart. Normally, it would pump with a beautiful rhythm. But today, oh my god, it crossed all boundaries. It is thumping for you badly. To wait till night looks impossible. I must get you. To divert myself from those thought, I turned on the computer and surfed many things but nothing seems to help this time. Television only flared up my quest for variety. Yes, finally the night came. And now you are before me. I will gulp you into me. This time I prayed a bit. I said my sorry to the God for my impatience. Then, I grabbed you like a hungry tigress attacking its prey. I am gonna bite, chew, munch and crush you. I looked forward to this ecstasy for hours. The real bliss is here. I am taking you into my plate. Here I go. And the pieces are going slowly down my throat through the oesophagus into my stomach. My wailing stomach started calming down. Having something after twenty four hours, of course I have been hungry whole day. Since morning I have been on fast. They say I should fast on this day for the welfare of my family. And I think I fared it well. © 2017 Bala Gorthi
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7 Reviews Added on January 15, 2017 Last Updated on January 15, 2017 AuthorBala GorthiIndiaAboutI am here to share my random thoughts. For me, destiny is a matter of choice. And our Karma brings that choice.. more..Writing
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