Sadist Pleasures

By Jinal Mistry

Isn't it addicting?

The death that you've killed,

Over, over, again and again.

Celebrated with the blood,

The crimson red elegy.

Velvet spilling out of flesh,

Metamorphosed black. Overpowering,

One drop, one drop, tripping.

Stale canabalism of history,

Forsaken, forborne but freed.

Lick that wound. Stab it.

Devour that happiness,

Like a sophisticated smirk.

Sensualised living.

Close them. Those eyes, the damned curses.

Fall into the nightmare.

The naught, creaking, cradling.

Once, it hurts.

Twice, you scream.

Thrice, let them be guilty.

Fourth time, it's scandalous,

The fifth time, don't feel...

.......Let the tenth time arrive,

I PROMISE you,

YOU will ENJOY IT,

just like ME.

©twinklinglights

By Jinal Mistry