sharp nails clawed at herevery night she woke up drenchedfound holes on her skin ©Kavya Janani. U I’ll post some horror-themed haiku poems till October 31st. If you love my
the guitar stabs her with every thrum, she decays her tunes become scarce ©Kavya Janani. U I’ll post some horror-themed haiku poems till October 31st. If you love my haiku
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solitary witch sheds her skin to make a salve sucks out bone marrow ©Kavya Janani. U I’ll post some horror-themed haiku poems till October 31st. If you love my haiku
She doesn’t remember where all her progressive thinking evaporated, when she actually felt the patriarchy cocooned in his words. She doesn’t remember how dreadful she felt on the altar, when
Clad in ancestral ego, you dance on my insecurities. You brute inheritance of patriarchy. You vile, vile cobra. You deodorize your audacity with justifications. You, an unmoving scarecrow in a
Chicken Little said, “Haven’t you heard? The sky is falling!” And I thought about all the things I’d do with the phenomenon I would- Envelope me with the sky’s azure
black spots on the skin congealed blood instead of flesh a forbidden fruit ©Kavya Janani. U I’ll post some horror-themed haiku poems till October 31st. If you love my haiku
a wolf’s tardy howl uplifts the curse on the pearl darkness reigns over ©Kavya Janani. U I’ll post some horror-themed haiku poems till October 31st. If you love my haiku
the book was opened human scent smeared on each page oh, how she struggled! ©Kavya Janani. U I’ll post some horror-themed haiku poems till October 31st. If you love my