For days,
Waiting in shadows,
Noticing him in wonders,
Being one of the doctors,
Preserving lives,
Using his exceptional hands,
Being one of the doctors,
Preserving lives,
Using his exceptional hands,
Her aching craves,
With hunger crimson lips,
Changing from her cores,
With trembling nerves,
Gratifying her needs,
Crawling into his dreams,
Wearing red leather pants,
Showing her true colors,
Seated near waters,
While he approaches,
Her appealing features,
Turning monstrous,
Seated near waters,
While he approaches,
Her appealing features,
Turning monstrous,
Dreams becoming his nightmares,
Assuming his delusions,
To be mental disorders,
Love can be assumptions,
Of disarrays,
Her constant pursuits,
Ending as tortures,
With flowing tears,
From her piercing eyes,
Making decisions,
For his excellence,
She leaves,
Without her desires,
Into the shadows,
Indulging in grave loneliness.
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2 Reactions:
cool one kp..explain the poem though...whos the killer here...
well she is the killer...she's in love with a human who is a doctor...unable to face him...she comes in his dreams...she shows who she is which in turn becomes his nightmares....as she loves him so dearly....she leaves him without wanting to torture him...she goes back to her lonely life again....
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