Empathy Post author:monami mukherjee Post published:October 31, 2016 Post category:All / Uncategorized Post comments:0 Comments My shadow lurks behind meOn a crooked plain I tread Nailed prophet oozes bloodAccursed wounds refuse to heal My heart morphed into plastic toyIncessantly beats the shit out ofEvery vessel that leads to its chamber. You Might Also Like Belinda in The Rape of the Lock : Pope’s Critique of Feminine Follies November 16, 2016 Recollection October 31, 2016 Character of J.Alfred Prufrock: Analysis of His Complexity and Anxieties October 15, 2020 Leave a Reply Cancel replyCommentEnter your name or username to comment Enter your email address to comment Enter your website URL (optional) Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.