I've Burned My Desire

I’ve burned my desire

In the cradle of the fire

Let go of the worldly pleasures

That humanity praises

Destruction and suicide

For all the things you like

Becoming a Satan

Then an angel

But no wings to fly

Extracting the pieces

Of the synopsis of this life

Fishing my heart

And plucking it hard

Gulping down the pain

That hurts more than a broken arm

And the good lord cries

The world is but a mere lie

Dancing around the mockery

Of this superstitious life  

Author's Note

Thanks to all those who read and review:)

Reviews

[R J Askew]

The title pulled me into this one. I like the notion of detachment from physicality and materialism. And I believe that triumph of our desires is a common sense way to an easier life. I like the mounting sense of alientation with the world and its ways.

[Eric Cox]

Excellent piece. Has great real life strength. Nice creativity. Cool job on this.

[A Red Red Rose 4 U Luv]

Beautiful flow!!!!! Fantastic poem, i loved reading it!

[M Garcia]

Great work.

[Egoless]

Amazing. I really enjoyed the imagery and harshness of the words. Great read!

[Divinity Sleeps in This]

Yeah it's damn simliar, how can that be?

[Rene Velez]

I see a shift in the writings of poets on this site...in touch with the realities that were once taken for granted, well versed Amila

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the poem. No sweetness in the words. Just a cold blooded look at real life and problems.
"The world is but a mere lie
Dancing around the mockery
Of this superstitious life "
Thank you sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Leslie Philibert]

I like the style, a kind of rushed, breathless tone backed up by a lot of good images, I think the line with the broken arm is just great, I noticed it right away,a sort of childlike image that impress me. Good work.

[Sleeping Maiden]

Oooo...just lovely! I love this piece. Beautiful work. I love the imagery here.
Well done!