Yield Your Passion

This low glowing smolder,

Feelings be tinder. 

Lips of desire, shaded in scarlet.

Heinous lies, women of scarlet.

Emotions scattered, harlot.

Eyes of blue, drenched in indignity.

Soft whispers, pleads of remorse.

Voice has shriveled, hoarse.

Body turned frail, aching for independence.

Slowly moving, wishing no more. 

Life be still, on this cold brick floor.

Ember drenched with fear,

no longer capable to shed a tear.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Strong description in the poetry.
"Eyes of blue, drenched in indignity.
Soft whispers, pleads of remorse.
Voice has shriveled, hoarse."
The above lines were my favorites. Create visions and sad place. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Insight "MH"]

Beautiful imagery! I love the honest emotions felt throughout the whole poem. Well done!

[A.marie.speaks]

Strong emotions and imagery. "This low glowing smolder, Feelings be tinder". I love these lines.

[Briana Noël Manzan..]

Very beautiful descriptions and imagery. I also like how this poem shifts from passion to despair...
I'd say your work is on the up and up!