Salacious, tainted
Lustful, cavernous.
Mocked, scoffed
Hungry, ravenous.
Scarred, charred
Marked, marred.
Slowly turning on
the pit of hell.
From the heavens barred.
My bawdy angel.
My vulgar dove.
My vulgar dove.
My one and only forever.
My unworthy, unrequited love.
14 comments:
i really like whatever u write ....
what/who was on your mind wen you wrote this "??????
m sorry if you find this question offending ..........
@anonymous: not offensive..just a little inappropriate..specially for someone anonymous.
anyway. everything i write isn't from personal experience. that would make me a person with a good vocabulary and no imagination. which i am not.
ohh thats nice...
but you write really well i must say.... u're good....
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sum of all hatred simmering in a melting pot...stir it, taste it, it tastes like reality!
@nachiketh: Why would you say hatred?
tainted love?
Because love is not always the pink, fluffy, bursting with confetti thing sold to us by greeting cards and rom-com movies....
oh I wouldn't know.
but your description makes me not want to feel love.
It reminds me of a possessive ex-girl friend.
It reminds me of a mad obsessive lover.
It scares me. you scare me...and yet I come back to read your blog to comprehend your inscrutability.
scary as an adjective for me..haha.. now that's a first....anyway.. yeah.. the poem doesn't intend to make you feel all sweet and warm.. so i guess... purpose achieved..
I'm sure imagination is the key to your work, but the rest is painted with science fiction.
@nachiketh: now that's an inscrutable comment.
I relate to each and every imagination painted here :) Lovely!
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