Things of this material world,
Make the head twirl,
Feroze rings, leather jackets,
handsome women and big pay packets,
The eyes are hungry,
The heart starved,
Senses heightened,
The spirit frightened,
Shackled to this world due to desire,
Forever trying to escape the fire.
Dante's Hell or Gabriel's Heaven,
Only god knows where I will dwell in.
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Author:
Ahhrey (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 11th, 2023 15:41
- Comment from author about the poem: For fun!
- Category: Reflection
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