Garden Of Lust
From a bed of roses
To a bed of nettles
Smooth satin sheets
Becoming metal
Tender whispersÂ
On plumped up pillows
Now bitter pills
And weeping willows
Love was taken
Not returned
Lust's a lesson
Never learned
Comments
Many Thanks to Amatul, Po, Don, Keith, Leon and Shiva for your kind comments and likes.
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Delicate, tender, yet hard-hitting! Absolutely love the imagery you used to switch between utopian romance and forthright reality.
<Deleted User> (17847)
Wed 29th Jul 2020 12:39
Nothing less than fantastic Ruth.
L.S.
<Deleted User> (17847)
Wed 29th Jul 2020 12:39
Nothing less than fantastic Ruth.
L.S.
Ruth,
very well expressed.
Keith
This is a different you Ruth.....
Amatul Wadud
Wed 29th Jul 2020 12:17
A thin line demarcated the boundaries between the two L's. It's all a matter of intentions I think, else both are expressed well. Creative.
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Wed 29th Jul 2020 17:44
Good one Ruth! Lust and love are often confused, this poem shows the outcome of too much of one and not enough of the other. Thankfully, we have poetry to sort it all out. ?