Predator

Predator

A Poem by Chirag Kumar

Temperature at its peak.
Body catches cold.
Eyes recoil in shock
as the lady fits the mould
of a seductress
raring to pounce
upon the mortal flesh
which is soaked
in the blood of lust.

The voluptuous scent
of her trickling sweat
the luscious lips
the fuller breasts
casts a spell on the prey
enough to rivet him
and compel him to
surrender
to the passions of the predator.


- C Kumar
August 8 2015

© 2015 Chirag Kumar


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interesting piece not sure what the last line means though

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well penned!
short sweet to the point:)
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Good one. Indeed very bold and shocking ;)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

well i liked this ditty,good job
pay no attention to that man on a trike

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

If I interpret the poem correctly Chirag, line 1 is not good English nor is line 4 in this application.
You need some slight re-write.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Chirag Kumar

10 Years Ago

Ok Raj. I will try to make the required changes. Thanks for your review :)

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Chirag Kumar
Chirag Kumar

Mumbai, India