Sin

It is a lonely whisper upon the wind.

An empty glass of bottled sin.

A hunger that crawls beneath your skin.

A lust that consumes you from deep within.

It is a craving so strong it eats you whole,

as it slowly devours your soul.

It is a sudden urge to lose control.

A feeling you just can’t console

As you give in to its wicked ways,

and your vision begins to haze.

Something inside seems to sway

and your judgment comes in to play

The Devil screams as you prevail.

For he has yet again failed.

 

 

Reviews

[Anne Martin]

It's interesting that you only break the rhyme where you prevail over the devil. It has a nice feel.

[Billy G]

Sin is lovely. Nice job.

[Joseph - Michael]

I'll admit that I do have several of the guilty pleasures, but you're right, we all have the choices, one way or another.

Anyway, this is pretty good writing, real great flowing as well...

[H. A. M.]

A timely piece for me to read.
Good one dear.

[Celtic Cat]

Dead on on your Authors note. This piece flowed brilliantly and I can relate, unfortunately. But, it's part of being human, and free will is always ours. Excellent piece.

[Yvonne Heidt]

An empty glass of bottled sin...

I LOVED that line!

Excellent message, excellently written and presented!

[Nana Carmine]

It's true- sin does seem to draw people in. I love it- you did a great job of expressing it- the colors were well done too.

~Nana Carmine

[Vampstyle]

This is a totally awesome poem.. i love how you used the black and red to emphasis sin. Sin is in our daily life and you have so captured it right here..

[Marie]

That's very true. This was great work, Diana. Thanks for sharing.

[CarrieLynn {Chameleon A..]

great write!