Venom
- Hashtag Kalakar
- May 11, 2023
- 1 min read
Updated: Aug 28
By Sreya Sreedas
Your spring rain words,
Rained over me
Azaleas bloomed in its trail, bright and golden
I should have know,
The honey you dripped on to my lips numbed me
I slumber in poisonous trance
I should have known,
Of your venom,
Yet
It took me so long
To see the blood in your smile
And the sharp edged knives in your embrace.
By Sreya Sreedas

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