Love's blend of feelings and shapes
Passions with hearts worn on faces
Lives too long sincere never escapes
Lovers content in lacks or in graces
Lust's sudden thirst in eager eyes
For charming beauties and frames
Wild instinct will at either price
As savage beast burns in flames
Humans possess ego and greed
Seek splendor, fresh skin and flesh
Elders may hit kids if they agreed
With ice creams money they fetch
Spirit chose the prettiest virgin
To bear the Savior in visceral
He's handsomest liked Queen
Put in us passions ethereal
People who waste morals and lore
And heed not senses of their mates
tumble in dirtiness never ashore
bad life and worst end they await.
Kassem Oude
On September 26,2015
Just as there are many words and meanings for love (eros just one) , the lines of this poem convey deep layers and many meanings...I got caught up in...fresh skin and flesh...wonderful nuance....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Verily, People who waste morals and lore And heed not senses of their mates tumble in dirtiness never ashore bad life and worst end they await.