Sins

ruffling through my old pages lately....

If darkness had a name

What would you call it?

Someone who could take the blame

that is yours…but you’re afraid to admit

 

Wicked lilies at your door

Daring you to pick them up

Tsk,tsk…this darkness…easy to adore

Drinking your tears from morality’s cup…

 

Ascending…descending from this debasement

Because our obstinance is leading all the time

So who gets to decide the final assessment?

And who gets to write the infinite rhyme?

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Andy Lewis]

"If darkness had a name what would you call it"
I love that line ...
This poem speaks to me I really like it!!
Thanks for sharing this....you have a great way with words...

[Ana B.]

Thank you very much for stopping by Andy :)

[Jamestown]

This is terrific, very well thought out and written. Wicked lilies at your door daring you to pick them up,
temptations, those darn buggers, thanks for sharing and b-blessed.

[Ana B.]

Thank you James, for liking and always being kindhearted :)

[Saddam]

Dear beloved poet Ana,
Your poetry is as much as beautiful as you.
This one so enchanting. Beautiful write dear.

[Ana B.]

Thank you my dear, for the warm, beautiful words.