Predator
A Poem by Chirag Kumar
Temperature at its peak. Body catches cold. Eyes recoil in shock as the lady fits the mould of a seductress raring to pounce upon the mortal flesh which is soaked in the blood of lust.
The voluptuous scent of her trickling sweat the luscious lips the fuller breasts casts a spell on the prey enough to rivet him and compel him to surrender to the passions of the predator.
- C Kumar August 8 2015
© 2015 Chirag Kumar
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interesting piece not sure what the last line means though
Posted 9 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
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Well penned!
short sweet to the point:)
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!
Posted 9 Years Ago
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Good one. Indeed very bold and shocking ;)
Posted 9 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
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well i liked this ditty,good job
pay no attention to that man on a trike
Posted 9 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
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If I interpret the poem correctly Chirag, line 1 is not good English nor is line 4 in this application.
You need some slight re-write.
Posted 9 Years Ago
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9 Years Ago
Ok Raj. I will try to make the required changes. Thanks for your review :)
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Added on July 22, 2015
Last Updated on August 4, 2015
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