Eaten I have
the forbidden fruit,
from the tree of desire...
Thinking of it ,
creates a flutter,
and sets my heart on fire!!
No grudge I hold,
no guilt engulfs,
the candle of my heart..
that melted when,
the match was lit,
and tore the soul apart!
Right or wrong,
no thought did run,
when hunger ruled the roost..
satiate was all,
in mind had I,
my spirit it did boost.
The fruit was sour,
`twas sans love,
needed to turn it sweet..
lust and greed ,
tugged at the reins,
music sans its beat.
I marched to the tune,
of an arrhythmic song,
the words so unclear..
but dent it did,
and scar did leave,
on my soul a tear...!
As they say, The Forbidden Fruit always tastes the sweetest :)
ReplyDeletebeautifully written
ReplyDelete"The fruit was sour,
`twas sans love," - lovely
beautiful!
ReplyDeletewhat a moving and true piece you have written- you've captured this topic completely in your words. Very well done!
ReplyDeleteThanks a ton-Seяendipity, Sujatha, Lilac and Anjuli... I am thrilled that you guys liked it!!
ReplyDeletewhen hunger ruled the roost..
ReplyDeletesatiate was all,.. It is almost like a rhythmically-lyrically beautiful song :) Love it! Reminds me of what Eve did ;)
thanks jen.. either we learn to take control of our desires or they take of us!!
DeleteFabulous!
ReplyDeleteWow, very nice poem...:)
ReplyDeleteKeep it going :)
Regards
Jay
http://road-to-sanitarium.blogspot.in/
Nice one :)
ReplyDeleteLovely writing ....!!!
ReplyDeleteSuch a deep meaningful poem..! Excellent lines :)
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ReplyDelete@Ghazala: glad u liked it..thanks!
ReplyDeleteso cute!!! its really lovely...
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