A furtive glance thrown, caught by yearning eyes
Swiftly found its way to a lovelorn heart
Hope began to flatter a love denied
Stifled passion opened to fleeting lust
The conscience fettered with unvirtuous love
Seething ardour burned as sighs echoed untruths
Reproach unheeded e'en those from above
With forbidden fruit and lust awhile soothed
When the doors of day unlocked with the sun
As the flame was doused, guilt questioned the soul
Shadows no more hid shame for the deed done
Unrequited love no longer consoled
Your pen gives credit to the regret and warnings of the one night stand' situation. I guess because many of us experience the emotions and feelings from much multi media such as the silver screen and/or real personal situations from, work, family, or friends, that we are able to write so well and with good knowledge of a subject or situation. Therefore we do not necessarily have to be the person we write about. Well done Loke I enjoyed your poem...10
Thank you my friend but I will probably not touch this subject again! I'll leave it to the experts.
Nice handling of a difficult topic, a great poem.....................
You and I are in the same boat, my friend, but you have written eloquently on the matter. I will probably never understand the hows and whys of human relationships, but this poem was an impactful insight
Thanks for your kind comments, Probably my first and last on this subject!
Really enjoyed.... I assume that you are a person who show fidelity in marriage.... So the experience related here is an unknown territory for you... Still you have done full justice to this illicit love...! The flame may be doused, but the guilt remains! Great write Loke!
Thanks for the encouragement, This was written with little confidence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
adjective: unrequited (of a feeling, especially love) not returned or rewarded." Bro, Is it " love" , OR " unrequited love" , of which you know " little" ? If you are unjustly accused of such, I'll get you an acquittal. It may cost you " an arm and a leg" , but still you will be free, free to fool the judge, the whole jury, and even perhaps ME! Any poem containing " " TWICE gets my vote! ! bri :)