Slaughtered and slit
A pause to ruminate
Marinated deep within
Scorched on skewers
That drill through the rib
Sometimes life delays escape
Amidst the slicing edges
Maybe tormenting electrodes
Or enticing hooks that dangle
The plight of being half alive
Pleading for an instant death
Which is denied with savagery
Finally decked in a silvery shroud
Dipped back in the gory sauce
The fate of old dead dreams
When they meet within the soul.
Rishikesh
2193
20.28 hrs
28.5.25
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