you pushed me to the threshold of my endurance
where pain became my penance and my retribution
and as I argued by the law of averages
my eyes refused to flutter
cause pleasure was to be my laurel
my sufferance hollered.
the loop of desires shoved the pain through the eyes
piercing deep into the heart
for fulfillment long longed
heralding the onset of pleasures
enveloping with such comforting peace
till a new rush of pleasures goads
the more suppressed more strong they grow
for satiety.
alas,pain remains,where desires don't
as the screaming vacuum in the absence of the catalyst.
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