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Venkatesh R

Abstract Drama Others

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Venkatesh R

Abstract Drama Others

The Dracula

The Dracula

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With the drip of ink,

You raise from my coffin of the past.

While I touch you, my memories get scanned.

It pains a lot as you feast on me,

I bled with memory as my soul splits up.

 

With part of my soul,

You become immortal,

Buried in the beautiful white paper.

Every day and night,

I guard you against the light.

 

Sleep quietly in your coffin

As I drip my soul every night.

You being a cursed soul,

Where others of your origin,

Gets a chance to visit the world.

 

You destined, to be buried in

The white coffin, with me as

Your undertaker.

 

You may get liberated by someone

After my death.

If I fail to do your cremation,

Ensure that you don't pass the pain

With stained blood of mine.

 

Teach them a lesson,

How the words delayed finds

A place in white coffin

And turned me as a Mime zombie.


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