Trapped in its own thick web
the shocked spider,
writhing and wiggling 
in the sticky net of its own desire
feels insecure and goes haywire.

Entangled as a poisonous gesture
it suffers a throbbing death
that never do expire;
the dark mildewed corners 
shelter and suspend its cold breath.

The woven spit of its tension
hanging in the smoky mesh 
of fear and protection,
imprisons its own delight.
His unsure limbs creep in sooty light.

The cleaner's sweeping bash
wraps up its outstretched trash
from the corners of doubt and misery;
the drowsy cobwebs are forgotten,
sunken eyes of depravity sleep rotten.

© Kakoli Ghosh, 2021

Published in the Autumn 2021 issue of The Poet Magazine , Theme: ADVERSITY, Volume 2. https://www.thepoetmagazine.org/autumn-2021—adversity