By Will
I lust not after the beauty in her heart, Her appetiser of passion served capable of burn, It’s debauchery making mockery of my true self, Like feeding salt to a man who is dying of thirst, Her new love prompting potent oral tradition, Satisfying mental images portrayed in a mind accompanied by crime, Queen of black lace eternally destroying light, Shadows learned through a child’s premature green eyes, Weeping and gnashing tyrannising thoughts, Lust is easy and love is hard. Of all the worldly passions, lust is the most intense. All other worldly passions seem to follow in its train ~ Buddha
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Will ~ I’m blown away by your first ever poem. And the intensity of your feelings are almost palpable in every line. This is a poem that has not been constructed … it is a poem that has almost created itself from deep within your gut. Quite amazing.Thank you so much for sharing.
Peter, from you that means so much and if it wasn’t for you I really don’t think I would have written this piece. It has been buried for a long time and I am pleased that you urged me to let it out. Thanks kindly.
It is not often I stumble upon a work that captivates me quite so thoroughly. May Peter and I publish this gorgeous piece of writing in the upcoming issue of The Poetry Tree…
please say yes Will
Thats really kind of you, thank you. Yes you are welcome to publish this piece on the Poetry Tree I would be honoured, especially as it is my first ‘proper poem’. I am not sure if anyone else had had a problem with the URL? It may be because I have, slightly neurotically, changed the title 3 times from Lust to Her then back to Lust.
ps: just so you know… I am trying to tweet the link … it will not let me copy paste it..
That you’re writing poetry has me grinning ear to ear. It’s pent, and poignant because it’s pent. It’s sweet and ruthless, which is generally how a poem should be. Write more.
Thanks Karin, lovely to hear. It also has me grinning from ear to ear and I believe I will write more, if only to sustain that grin of yours.
Nice one Will !! I love the last line – so much truth in that line ! And “feeding salt to man dying of thirst” – brilliant poem mate ! Look forward to reading more 🙂
Thanks Steve, really pleased that you liked the poem and commented. It’s funny as the last line is where it all began! : )
This is a strong and impressive piece of poetry, Will, it should reach and stimulate the imaginations of a much wider audience than it may do just here.
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