Lust of Creation

Oh! release me from thine eyes
Pray release me from fiery passion
Which i once adored and loved.
My passion cumulates with brim flow
Escaping the madness of restraint.
I need to release my passion.
With each thrust of the hammer
The man becomes the maker,
Of eternal eternity.

The elixir of life is then poured
Unto thine, with vigour lost for quenching thirst;
Maddened by the creations lust.
Release me, Oh! Gaea, release me.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

I'm not sure if this poem describes someone with a very strong urge for raw carnal sex . . . or if this narrator is pining for a lost loved one & truly wants to stop the nagging urges that plague him/her. Either way, it's stated with strong & powerful language that makes this situation feel extreme. Good dynamic word choices.

[Asif Iqbal Pias]

yes you are correct, it is about the urge of raw carnal sexual urges of a man tightened by the society to keep is suppressed. Thank you for the review.