Physical Desire
Pravat Kumar Mandal
Strong desire to eat
Hope isn't fulfilled yet.
Body becomes hunger
For physical desire.
My fist takes sweet taste
With your seasoned breasts.
Your juicy lips trembling
With the mind of swerving.
The veil covers the shame
Age disturbs the last aim.
On the roseless hard bed
Love becomes dejected.
In your deep deep ravine
Fear of my gentle ruin.
Yet body makes merry
To get the pure victory.
22/10/2020
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I would like to translate this poem
In your deep... Ravine... get the pure victory.😍