Wednesday, June 17, 2009

It seems....

The pleasures of life,
seem to come at a price,
you render your soul,
and the devil will suffice.....

The bliss of tranquility,
seems to come after pain,
the peace of mind,
is followed by raising cain......

The smile of satiety,
seems to come from defiance,
when with the evil within,
the soul forms an alliance.....

The sound of laughter,
seems to come after a quiet,
when darkness reigns,
and devours the light......

The pursuit of lust,
seems to come after hate,
when unrequited love,
leads to a twist of fate.....

The sigh of relief,
seems to come after the end,
when a new beginning,
one has to befriend......


1 comment:

  1. One of your best poems to date...

    who cares if its love or lust,
    if satiating your desires is a must,
    long ago it may have been a crime,
    now, its not worth a penny or a dime


    Cheers!

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