Saya dan Karya Seni

The Delusional Man and The Possessive Visual

To witness a perfection of face
And no avail to touch the tip
Are a mortal agony

The eyes seize all the pleasure
Leaving other senses in imagination and misery
An ecstatic and selfish enjoyment
One sense with unbearable desire
A suffocation is its reward

One would never know a beauty can crush and torment this soul
A beauty that linger around your neck gently
So every breath and heart beat thumping each other
As the consciousness suppressed by this thrill
Sets you in peril
Being the one with devoid of feel
The thing that never reaches you end up pains you the most


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