Luring Lullabies - II When dead flowers between pages Shall speak anecdotes of amorous acts And my eyeballs sulk down my guilt I shall reveal my desire to decline. Love, has evolved to be a sweet poison And I shall blemish my heart Soon with the rotten potion of time Seeking a secure shelter - your arms. (Full poem in caption) ©Rajat Kumar Dalai //Luring Lullabies II When dead flowers between pages Shall speak anecdotes of amorous acts And my eyeballs sulk down my guilt I shall reveal my desire to decline. Love, has evolved to be a sweet poison And I shall blemish my heart
