Maggots of Love

Sneha Nair

May 23, 2018 | 167 Views |

All about love from a great writer SNEHA NAIR.

Maggots of love

Never came out

Putrified in the

Humid ambience

Of my heart

Often filled

With a lot of

Puddles..

Luminous eyes

Searched for the light.

Dreamt of a day

When wings grew on

My maggots of love

What an imbroglio

Love can't be a butterfly

When it is decayed from

The stage of larvae

Tags: love

Sneha Nair
Sneha Nair
Writing is like my breath, couldn't sustain if I lost it.