Lust Poem by Emu Getachew

Lust

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It's like a loud gale...
scorching hundred miles an hour
leaving bruises at the brim of mother-earth
it never stops be it twelve noon or midnight
but knows how to growl and wreck my high.

© Emu Getachew November 4,2009

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Amazing with into the perfect octave and octet of emotional orchestration ‘Lust is timeless Lust is boundless Lust is never tasteless Lust is moralless’ ~ niv PS I mean injudicious lust 10++ Ms. Nivedita UK

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Eyan Desir 09 December 2009

Well written poem.....

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Kesav Easwaran 06 November 2009

'leaving bruises at the brim of mother-earth'... this line is suggestively imaginative...nice write, Emu...thanks...10 read my piece - Love And Lust...a simple one it relates

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James Mclain 04 November 2009

He is but the pole.. that shows the harbors.. gate... and stands.. before each storm...iip

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