Poornima Kanasen

Rookie (01-01-1989 / The Pearl of Orient..)

Initiation - Poem by Poornima Kanasen

Initiation of something so delicate, out of a groundless tale,
A baseless one, the characters woven, laced with carnal knowledge,
The base is crumbly, in favor of the wind,
A castle is built in the air, the fate, known and comprehended,

An idle mind is the devil's playground
The devil's ushers enveloped a convincing sense to the notion,
It kept whispering, nudging my consciousness, stalking my soul, teaching my mind,
"Taste it again, for the forbidden fruit is the sweetest of all, evermore"

The vulnerability of my indecisive soul gave way to the subtle intimidation of the devil,
The whispers of temptation grew into a roar, wilder and louder.
The loudness, humming and catching up with my fidgeting thoughts,

Oscillating, kept oscillating to feel the rush, the flesh,
Cold, vicious and illicit, desires clad as such,
The urge, suffocating my soul, trapping the scattered good,

One more time, let me be engulfed in the forbidden touch,
Let me be stripped, exposed, laid bare for his manhood to wander,
Let me be prized by the tricks of youth, let him do justice to my yearning,
Craving for his excavation deep into me, to feel his muscles,

Initiation of what's deemed by carnal appetite and not the soul,
To err is the nature, to provoke a sin, having anticipated the consequences,
It is capital chastisement.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 11, 2012



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