Sunday, August 8, 2010

Jealosy ....


I wanted to be the pure one
with a mind sans
any stain
or a wrinkle.

Then, one day,
beneath the peel
of the mind,

under the layers
of the soul
It rises!
It rouses its tentacles,

all consuming,
fretting and fuming,
sometimes a fiery volcano
,
sometimes an acid rain
,
stinging at times and hissing at other.
It has frightening molten lava eyes,

pale ugly grinding teeth,
eyes narrowed, head hammering,
nostrils burning, mouth clenching,
JEALOUSY!
you entered
Into my life and
earlier, I was the wealthiest of all

but now a reduced beggar.

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