Monday, 5 June 2006


He lifted her veil, looked at her face
Sleep so deep, lashes so long
Casting shadows on her cheeks like lace

He stared at her with longing so strong
Tenderness and desire fighting within
Wanting her, how can that be wrong?

Mind, heart or body, who was to win?
This deep-seeded need, was that lust?
With all his guts, body wanted him to sin.

Closed his eyes, stopped himself just
From tasting her sweetness while she slept
Keeping distance from her was a must

He walked away not giving in to whim
Would rather wait for her to love him!

Terza rima poem...chk out the rhyming pattern, you can see what I mean. except for the last two lines!


  1. very nice. you describe the scene so well

  2. Thanks grey and obifromsouthlondon.

    Keep coming back. more in store!

  3. hey,...superb technique,,,loved it,.

  4. very graphic...beautiful!


  5. You should have gone to bed earlier instead of staying up to write poetry.
    Ah but then you wouldn't have written the lovely lines about unremitting love/lust.
    Must we suffer so for our Art?

  6. Lovely. Emotive. You made my heart beat. Don't blush. Your passion speaks in this poem.

  7. Interesting contrast with your previous post -

  8. Thanks Keshi and Ghost..:)

    Yes Homo escapeons, I should have but when the writing bug strikes one gotta go it! Thanks!

    Thanks Don, one of the best compliments I received for my poem.

    Yes Darius, Trying my hands on different genre of writing. My muse seems to be kind...