AsceticA Poem by VincentWritten Saturday, July 2, 2011
A dilemma between his body and his mind
Self-denial through continuous efforts Control - his goal, abstinence - his weapon Entrails can lie but he trusts only his brain The body can be deceptive, such an old machine It is a battle he can not win, he can only keep fighting Cruelly trapped in a body, he is alone with hopes © 2011 Vincent |
StatsAuthorVincentGeneva, SwitzerlandAboutI'm 26. A native french speaker, I only picked up creative writing and poetry recently. English felt like the best way to describe my feelings so far. Acrostic might be my favorite genre. more..Writing
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