What's the gain
To lust on woman without the thought of bane
To be carried away to the plot of flame
Where feeling is hard to tame
The feeling triggers the heart through the flesh
Baptizing love with the pool of flesh
Thirsty for the flesh to tear
Drawing the heart to field of tears
The blood flows through the vein to the head
The flesh transpires in distress
Love becomes a thing of flair
As the body lingers for flesh
Beholding her pink lips
The radiant face beneath her oily hair
The curvy flesh below the neck
The flesh lost itself to the air
Begone, O ye the spirit of lust
You destroy lives with your applauding clock
A bright soul becomes a trampled stool
Oh begone, lust the life ending drool
Love,
Refresh the heart with your glorious smile
Overshadow lives with your radiant sight
Saving all from the land where ecstasy overwhelms the heart
Begone lust,
Let all enjoy the lifesaving love
Let your power flee to hell
Before the world becomes an isle of hell
Oh man,
Be drenched by the oil of love
Let love swallow your mind
To say, begone the spirit of lust
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The feeling triggers the heart through the flesh Baptizing love with the pool of flesh Thirsty for the flesh to tear Drawing the heart to field of tears Fill your heart with real love and not............ a noble theme.. fine. thanku for such a positive message of pure love...... tony