The Beast
Hungry for a taste
feed it well
or suffer it's rage
A pain
Nothing can Quench
The desire
A predator does achieve
Prey
Hunted
Trapped
The vixen
Sprung the poison
Her Conspiracy
Kavindra
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just different
The Beast
Hungry for a taste
feed it well
or suffer it's rage
A pain
Nothing can Quench
The desire
A predator does achieve
Prey
Hunted
Trapped
The vixen
Sprung the poison
Her Conspiracy
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COMMENTS
after vision says: my poet, animal lust is fed by fear or smell and intoxicates the senses to new heights, loved the energy |
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kavindra says: thank you :) |
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hymnagen says: Kavindra, you are still the Queen of Concision. Love the pace of this read and intensity of your words! |
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love_supreme says: Excellent write. |
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DubbleDhee says: Kavindra! Beast of a poetry piece! Best part is the mystery of who/what the beast is. Animal, woman, emotion. Who know? Real food for thought. Thx for sharing. |
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