Continuity

Love avarise always

I was there, so often,
Obsessed with you,
To find you, in other s faces,
Legs of desire, Continue,
But my flesh is not allowing,
I fear, I might lost myself,
in this continuity,
what I am is not a matter,
what I will be transforming into,
Have you ever become material,
In any sense,
I have flirted with my passion,
with a freaky laugh
now selling my bleshphemy
To complete a round
That will allow the continuity
To start afresh.

Reviews

[Ashira Macy]

Sometimes it is hard to tear yourself away from what is familiar to you, and especially when you really love someone, even if it is for the best. This was beautifully articulated.

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks Ashira macy a lot

[Baby Ricochet]

ANyone can have my blasphemy for free

[hardeep sabharwal]

but my is still saleable not free :)

[Avinash]

Hardeep, this is a wonderful poem of redemption and to rediscover yourself. As they everything is in mind, you can free or enslave, choice is yours. Please correct the spelling of "blashphemy ". Thanks for inviting.

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks Avinash, also thanks for correcting the spell ,

[Sami Khalil]

Freshness demands newness and continuity. I like the underlying thoughts too. Bravo, sir.

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks so much,
I m very much impressed with your writing, you write sso gud sir

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure. Thank you kindly.