Birth of lust

Netashi

Battle scarred

Theta was nowhere in sight only her, she was touched and tainted but not broken for she adapted into something. She adapted into herself

 

  • Warm nay hot not Even close this feeling is like lava

Nothing but the feeling of hurt betrayal and both of their saliva

  • The sheer occurrence is taboo bestowed by the one she trusted

The scene is filled with terror and Very horrifyingly combusted

  • Angel ripped away from wings and a halo but has not fallen

For every angel is a fighter and this one has started crawling

  • Stumbling to regaIn balance like a newborn deer slowly learning

For she now walks around and for some reason touch she is yearning

  • Twas that night that sparked it, the scrape the pinch the unloving touch

Thus marking the day and the birth of thE sin lady Lust  

 

  • Author: Ernie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 30th, 2019 11:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: Requested by a colleague: Part 1
  • Category: Family
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Comments4

  • orchidee

    Good write T. I spotted Evie in there.

    • Netashi

      Very observant of you

    • magic_in_the_pages

      Beautiful

      • Netashi

        Beautiful? Thank you for the kind words still and input

      • psychofemale

        nicely done 🙂

        • Netashi

          Thank you for the kind words

        • Goldfinch60

          Your colleague will be filled with wonder at your words Theta.

          • Netashi

            Thank you for the generous words Finch



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