Sink or swim
How will those
Who dare not fall
Know pleasure of drowning
In the sea of love
From a prison beautiful
Drinking elixir of life
Swimming,an escape, futile
Those who ask
To swim away from the trap
Has never known
The bliss of love
Tag: trap
Plotting a Murder : Going For the Kill
This poem is a continuation of my earlier poem, Plotting a Murder: The Trap (https://wp.me/p73yZZ-42S), posted on December 14, 2018. I reproduced the earlier poem at the end of this one.
The saga continues, trap was set and baited,
We gave a free run of the place to the usurpers.
To a long planned vacation we went,
Alas, days had passed and still no carcass. Continue reading “Plotting a Murder : Going For the Kill”
Plotting a Murder : The Trap
Vanishing food from the bowl
Happy that he was eating well
Till I saw some morsels in a corner
Arranged nicely in a row in perfect order Continue reading “Plotting a Murder : The Trap”
Tarantula’s Web
How sweet was her trap
Hiding well her bitterness
Raunchy little tart
Tart&Sweet: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #190
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My mistress, till death do us part
Away, come away:
Empty your heart of its mortal dream.’ – W.B.Yeats
Seducing me at every step
From the moment of grand entrance
Alluring mistress are you
Promising to keep me company
Till death do us part
I fell into your trap many a times
Weak of mind in moments such
Seduction irresistible to come away with you
Dreams of afterlife, mysterious unknown beckoned
How must you be disappointed with my betrayal
But my sensuous mistress you did know
I have promised myself to someone else
To life, with all the sufferings and pain
I have promised my heart and soul
And when the time comes, as promised
I will leave this body to you
Till death do us part
My mistress
You are no mystery to me
I embrace you with open arms
Death, my eternal mistress
Let me go away on my terms
This poem is in response to Jane Dougherty’s A Month (November) with Yeats Challenge day Thirteen
Fleeting Muse 