Docile eyes call for the glaciers of heart to be melted,
To be smitten in a way where illusions appear like devotions.
Desires and passion collide with each other,
Entangling each other in a serpentine coil.
My charisma invokes for a submissive dawn
To widen the channels of unapologetically beauteous conflict ;
A conflict that has no end and has no origin,
Precisely crowned with the name of love.
Pride and glory are the names
Of my tender heart that refused to change its core.
Degeneration occurs, and with the changing colours of time,
I heal and sail for the inevitable victory.
© Suchismita Ghoshal
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