Lust Lost Poem by Moushumi moushumi
Lust Lost
Ignition
She had risked the fire of her face
To return to her swarm days;
She had found all the treasures
Once prized and outlived in many ways;
Are those the wings to fly?
On the day of every low!
Are the petals still there?
To spread the wings to flow!
Firearm
She is regained in the exile day.
She has fired her lust away.
A big triumph hanging in front;
A vast field ready to repay;
A big triumph hanging in front; A vast field ready to repay; .............. glory still blazes the beauty of petals yet love hides in the room of blue as when when conquiered by the desire as life sways by the swing of hours..................yet deep and divine that happens to happen by the ripples of time, wonderfully wrought by the imagery,10+, thanks for sharing
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5/6/2024 3:43:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
a good ignition and a good firing of...to dampen a soul that burns ignited...beautiful 'word play' to bring out emotions, Mousumi...10+