Revulsion

A Aparna Chatterjee Aparna Chatterjee
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Revulsion - That is what I feel for you The look of you, The sight of you, The thought of you Injects in me Absolute Revulsion. It is a feeling so Deep I cannot puke it out Even if I wish to So I keep taking it in Nausea-ridden All over my body, Mind and heart That wretched feeling of Absolute Revulsion. It seeps in me Soaks me in Like blood-stained clothes On a wounded body And I lie there Writhing in pain Bleeding in agony Almost anemic With that sordid feeling of Absolute Revulsion. Living it every day Is like re-living death In a lifeless body Yet when death pities me And comes to relieve me Snuffing out the life With its stroke of eternity That day I die, My dejected soul Would bid you adieu, With that lifetime feeling of Absolute Revulsion. Yes, that very Revulsion Which eats into me Like gnawing termites With every memory of you I have within me It reminds me of my Haunting past And I feel empty and hollow Like rotting wood And the stench of it Makes me feel all the more Sick and tired with Absolute Revulsion For you, you and only you.

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