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POETRY INVOICE PRESENT: TOP THREE POEMS OF THE WEEK 1ST: DEATHS-TINATION . . These lines are dark in complexion I wrote them at the middle of somewhere, heading nowhere They are the crumbs that fell from the art of last night When my pen became the shadows of desolate bodies . I was born on the 26th day of the 12th month- from my mother's womb, i was even I have always thought life would come in same order Till every seconds tick, with a pinch of oddness - a friend left, clinging to death in holy matrimony - my lover says love is sour on my lips, she left - fate played dice with my heart, leaving goodbyes as my soulmate . I was taught to live with the scars Of the bruises in my mother's smile I grew up with the art of deception Wrapped in the attire of beauty in men's words That, it's the only way they set their tongues free To speak their father's language, not to a woman's ears, but between her legs . I die at ev