You are the Key

The misery was in you,
as an element of energy to display
the dimorphism of erotica.

When I asked you to
stand, you stood, as a transcendent
for a rare empirical love.

Where was the big
field to kill the dancing mannequins?
It was a celestial game for the assassin.

Both war and peace are two faces of man. War is a game to assassinate the unwanted.

Rajendra Singh Baisthakur , Nellore, AP