I lit her body and breathed her odour My head spun round to the scent Of her fragrance She stayed silent while I kept her burning In desire and lusty pleasures As we sinned Her fumes traveled to my very depth And my buds were stigmatised By her taste I was the Devil's offspring for sure But her halo turned me To an Angel In soft kisses when she touched my lips All of my senses sighed and swayed With her hypnosis A faint smile adorned my face On making forbidden love to the lady who Burns in orange And while I saw her dying when I slowly took all breath Away from her She shrunk through my fingers With the same igniting passion she kindled Only for me Because I could not bear her slow death I doused her fire once And for all For she is no mighty Phoenix To rise from her ashes When she dies But her love is like no other Since I killed her and she shall Kill me back.
Compassion in crime?....we can only hope you are spared as well
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
You can portray it that way too, Sir. But actually, the whole poem is just an ensemble of a hyperbol.. read moreYou can portray it that way too, Sir. But actually, the whole poem is just an ensemble of a hyperbolic language I used to make a little confession. Haha
10 Years Ago
I see.....I kissed a girl and I liked it huh? LOL
10 Years Ago
Haha nope, it's totally not that! The Lady Killer is not even "human", so...
I am only being honest. Your writing is lively and entertaining. We need that here.
10 Years Ago
I try as much as I can to keep it personal AND entertaining at the same time. Some friends of mine h.. read moreI try as much as I can to keep it personal AND entertaining at the same time. Some friends of mine happen to relate, which makes me glad, while some are left in a mystery, which also pleases me! I guess I couldn't thank you enough!
10 Years Ago
:0) No problem. I appreciate being involved in a good write.
I glanced through a couple of your pieces, but I'm not the best reviewer for commenting on Haiku, or even the the best for poetic readings, but this was longer, figured I'd stick around. In all honesty, my interpretation of this may be way off, I know of the phoenix, and this began as a lust filled harmony for a love, and considering the reference to fire, I got the impression of a pyromaniac professing his love for his lust, his love, his being. Again, I'm probably way off.
Posted 10 Years Ago
10 Years Ago
Hello there~
First of, thank you so much for taking time to glance through my writings! .. read moreHello there~
First of, thank you so much for taking time to glance through my writings!
And as for your review, I'd say it's close enough. But I ain't no pyromaniac though hahaha!
Thank you once again, Jack~