The more I endeavour to maintain distance,

The more I get entangled with the erotic sense,

As if I were being controlled by the very emotion,

As Macbeth was controlled by Lady Macbeth’s evil passion!

So dominant the feeling is,

It does not seem to have any cease,

Like a drug it makes me an addicted personality,

Like a magnet it ever pulls me.


I do not know how and when will this end,


Perhaps I want its end, perhaps I do not, my friend!

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