![]() Coming...Going...A Poem by .:Arianna:.
I had never
thought of sin,
until it knocked at my door.
I opened,
and it told me,
it was
a special delivery
for me.
They never warned me
before.
Had i known
what it was,
i would have hidden
in a corner,
pretend,
i am not home.
After that day,
it happened
more and more.
Until
she learned
i would not open,
and entered through
the chimney.
I had never thought of guilt,
until Sin itself
told me,
i should.
It took me
by surprise,
and then
i thought about it.
Before i knew,
another knock,
but this time on
my window.
I opened it
and there Guilt stood,
i offered it
a drink,
a sip of decadence,
out of my spirits well.
It got greedy.
It wanted more.
And i could tell.
From tonight,
i leave my window open.
Who knows
what else might come?
I look into the eyes
of the full moon,
and feel so foolish.
I fell asleep,
but dreams
had lost their
attitude.
I dwelled alone,
fumbling
in this abyss
of uncertainty.
When i woke up,
there was a letter
on my lap.
In golden letters,
blood of te sun,
it said,
my innocence
was leaving me,
and then it said:
''Fare well''
Sin and guilt
had shut
their mouth,
not knowing what to say.
I put the letter on my desk,
and sadly walked away.
© 2011 .:Arianna:.Reviews
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2 Reviews Added on March 19, 2011 Last Updated on August 12, 2011 Author![]() .:Arianna:.Amsterdam, NetherlandsAboutWelcome to my page and thank you for stopping by. I am Arianna, half Dutch, half Greek, half explorer, half philosopher. I was born in Amsterdam but at the age of one I moved with my parents to Greece.. more..Writing
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