Pleasure of sins lures me to sin.
Sins of pleasure follow me in.
I sow sins to harvest pleasure
And sow pleasure to harvest sins.
Virtues might promise me pleasure
But it is sins that assure of it.
Sins are the food meant for senses.
Virtues are the food made of ego.
I do sins to derive pleasure
And then repent to cleanse my soul.
Virtues I stay with; sins I flirt with.
29.03.2007
wow..........what a write sir about sins and pleasure..........how well said and thought out... bravo! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A human dilemma! ! ! ! the inevitable attraction of pleasure and sins both make a vicious cycle.