I'm starting to write a new Series on the Seven Deadly Sins.
Here is my first offering - Lust.
Gorging the apple that fell from the tree
Poisoned the minds who were once so free
Enslaved by the serpent and swayed by gust
Forbidden fruit had sown its seeds of lust.
The yearning, the aching, the endless desire
Hordes of angels adding fuel to fire
The Bull forever craves for the
Deflower the lasses to quench all its woes.
Beauty may lie in the eye of the beholder
Adoring only 'one' makes love grow older
Forced to release the bellowing Beast
The fangs of the serpent has roses for feast.
Donning the face of a new found nobility
Planting the seeds in each and every womb
The desire rests only when he lies in his tomb.
Tree of Life pleaded mankind to agree
It’s not in our nature to conform and to trust
Love will erode but eternal is lust.
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excelllent work bala ! fantastic !
nice un. :)
Excellent writing..brilliant poem. I liked the way you ended the poem with a hard truth. Just echoing your sentiment about love being nothing else but an over abused feeling. Also if the last two sentences are flipped, such that there is a cause - effect relationship between them, they are reminiscent of the song 'Trust' by Megadeth:
"My body aches from mistakes, betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much, that in nothing we trust"
- Waiting for the next piece of art.
Very good observation Aup. Never thought that flipping the last 2 lines would have an eerie resemblance to 'Trust'. Great point.
Just another observation btw. If the exclamation was not a symbol, Suraj could never write a word ! :-)
Ouch!!! Aup thats below the belt :-)
!!!!!!! :)
Exquisite! Echoing the same emotions, Love is an abused emotion.
But just a thought, Tree of life didnt want mankind to taste the apple. So was man really free? What does having a free mind mean?
He was free from lust till the point he actually tasted the apple is what I meant to say. There are various interpretations on what exactly happened (read Wiki). I've not read any of those but exercised the cliched 'poetic freedom'.
A nice poem and interesting take on love, Balls.
Anyway, in my opinion we still have a lot to experience in life and it might be a hasty conclusion that love is an over-abused feeling. We're at a stage in our life from where if we look back and do a barebones, honest self-appraisal, (I'm generalizing here) we'd see that celibacy has been the status quo for majority of our lives (for some, even this might be too optimistic a statement). This could potentially sow seeds of frustration and we could look at something as inherently subjective and multi-dimensional like "love" in the light of lust.
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