Revenge the fantasy of the abused
Life a balance, victims dream of power
A virgin has only one wish, to be used
One that has just tasted sweet longs for sour
Why does the innocent girl favor the wild boy
The naive lad the seductive siren seek
The nurturing woman to the drunkard makes herself a toy
The powerful dominate the weak
The vine clings to the tree
An aphid is milked by an ant
A dog carries a flea
The strong the weak supplant
Victim and villain are one
As Icarus climbs to the sun
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Icarus burns his wings.
Prometheus clings to his rock.
I prefer only to love my reflection
in Narcissus mirror ...
And I Sisyphus keep pushing the rock
My dearest Soren I enjoyed every word here, your write is splendidly written. Splendor 🤴as you’ve stated,
“Why does the innocent girl favor the wild boy
The naive lad the seductive siren seek
The nurturing woman to the drunkard makes herself a toy
The powerful dominate the weak”
This I would have to say is my favorite verse. You used words such as “drunkard” what is that word defined by, its meaning. You point out or made a good point/ point(s) overall. Within this entire piece I do find it interesting, it’s what I picked up, an image of maybe a girl with a drink at hand and she’s running from or something or someone or maybe just facing what she doesn’t want to face. This is a powerful written poem here 🤴🥂✨
Thank you so much for your read Keyara it is most appreciated and valued
Your poem discusses the dynamics of attraction and repulsion in relationships, focusing on the interplay between strength and weakness.
Thank you friendship for your review and comment yes it is about what appear to be oppositions that like opposite poles of a magnet attract. Your words are deeply valued.
You're very welcome, my friend.
Good poem .
Very true ..... opposites attract .
Thank you Priya I appreciated your support and comment
Tremendous.
Thanks so much Thomas it is appreciated
Soren, this is searing…nature becomes metaphor for us all, where need becomes control and pain feeds power. The imagery, the rhythm, the restraint...it’s all masterfully balanced. Exceptional work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Once again you overwhelm me with your kind words my friend. I appreciate your kindness.
Good write Sisyphus, erm, SB. lol. He should have tried rolling a marble up the mountain instead!
Thanks Orchi would have been a good idea but he lost all his marbles
lol.
It is the opposites of life, the yin and yang, that make the world go round, exquisitly captured in this thought provoking piece. Beautifully done!
Thank you Bella so good to hear from you. I have missed you and your poems. I appreciate the read and kind words of understanding
Blimey mate, if I had faves then this would surely be one of em .. exquisitely cerebral & of course so bloomin accurate & true .. Neville 😎⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐👍👍
Thank you my friend you make an old man smile
Element of truths there. However the generalisations a worry. There are, would you believe, humans able to manage their life with their head, and ‘strong selectivity’…..
Thank you Dave yes there are no absolutes always exceptions to the rule. I seldom take any of my writes that seriously but I have seen a lot of this going on. So glad to hear from you. Thanks for making my day.
Yes -I admit I've seen it too: but as a counterbalance, I now must decide to do a 'strong selectivity' piece.... or not...
Opposites attract, they say.
Don't know how many times I've heard the phrase.
He doesn't mean to hurt me, he loves me.
Thank you Paul for your review and comment it is always most appreciated
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