Burdened Guilty Pleasures

A little guilty pleasure

Keeps us happy

But its forbidden happiness

In our own terms

These keep increasing

In our human life

They become like our drug

Devastating us all the time

The guilt which increases

With these pleasures

Can make us a slave

Carrying its burden

An occasional tear

Might trickle down

But we won't stop until

We are completely swallowed

These guilty pleasures

Are not a cure

They become a burden

Till the end of our time

Reviews

[Zackery Alan Daley]

This reminds me of my ex-girlfriend, who was addicted to the thrill that was disobeying her Mormon Bishop father. She was so AMOROUS, but when it came into the public, or mentioned around people she saw unfit. I was stuffed in the closet like a dirty condom you try to hide from everyone. Needless to say she was a psycho biatch. Great piece, made me think about life.

[Aleyah]

This is a beaut! So much imagery created from the simplicity. Of course, this poem has a lot of truth to it, which is part of why I like it.
Fantastic piece (:

[Thea Fuentebella]

so true! why are people so disobedient?? putting pleasure first above all else. lotsa people are like that. good one!

[Priyanka Natesh]

Oh my..this is so true!I can totally relate myself to this wonderful poem.Awesome job :)

[DearSweetAgony]

Wow
I was drawn by the title and held by the words.
This poem is very very true.I love every line.
Flawless Job!

[An owl on the moon]

There is often pain mingled with pleasure, far from the joy we are intended for. You've taken us into that place of regret that can haunt and tempt, but can never satisfy.

[Akshat♥]

Guilty pleasures are really not a cure at all..
they always become a burden on us..
and this guilt always increases day by day..hurt us all the time..
i can easily relate to this piece of yours..
i really liked it:)