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Recently by themis
Shove me under your weight
Place your hands on mine
Crush the breath out of me
And stab right into me.
Bastard son
Worshipper of all things undone
Sexless in all your manhood
Common in all your regality.
Gently you take what is not yours
Savagely you consume what was not yours
Hungrily drink the blood
And greedily smear your seed
Remember, you reap what you sow.
Standing before you then
Lilith.
Created by you
For your every tainted breath
And every adulterated moment.
I stand as your stain
Your mark of weakness
Of victory over white
And a leap into black.
I. Your Lilith.
The seed of yesterday
That will swallow your tomorrow.
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wah wah. You write really well from the woman's pov. The great tradition of the punjabi poetry lives on !
Wonderful poem.
themis
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