Malignant Love

Photo by Sebastiano Piazzi on Unsplash

His love was a cancer

It gripped her from the roots

It began taciturnly

Without any seeable symptoms

She was unknown about the malignant love

Which was proliferating within her

Until the time she couldn’t eat solitude

When it chocked her throat with emotions

And she vomited tears soaked with the memoirs

It was already late for her to understand

Its prolific nature

When she looked at her palms with haemogram in

She saw herself panoptically infected

At last, she breathed deeply

And witnessed her soul locating belongingness in him

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