The Rules Of Wantonness

14 Aug

When wounding has no flesh to bleed,
it festers with unrest and strain.

When aching has no form to need,
it fondles what it cannot gain.

When sorrow has no tears to shed,
it dies away, and leaves remorse.

When desire has no want to wed,
it feeds itself with carnal force.

When restrain has no binds to free,
it holds the weight of wary gaze.

When passion has no eyes to see,
it fades to black, ‘ere nothing stays.


Posted by on August 14, 2016 in My Poetry



6 responses to “The Rules Of Wantonness

  1. Kunal Thakore

    August 14, 2016 at 10:48 am

    Wow! So much pain in such few lines, it’s like we can feel the hurt!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Heartafire

    August 14, 2016 at 11:52 am

    A remarkable poetry as always!

    Liked by 1 person


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