This one's a poem written by Neeraja... and apart from this there's only one other poem on the blog by Vishesh. Have a look at it in older posts.

Neeraja says, this poem could also work as a psycho analysis of your personality... depending on your interpretation of it :P!Type away and tell us what you think of the poem in the comments tab and we'll ask Neeraja to finally have a say :).So this is how the poem goes...



The smell of jasmine fills my sacs;
Under my gentle squeeze,,,
I smell her cry of agony...
The smell of fresh jasmine blood;
Leaves my palms stained
And there she lay dead and drained

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