Morality is lost,
Now lost in the arms of lust.
A swift breeze for the locusts,
A day, grains gone, all bought at a cost,
What if that mighty head never wakes,
From the spree of undue cornflakes?
What if your jaw remains ajar?
From sweetness, aha!
Vile Val
Emmanuel Shadrach
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 02/09/2021
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Poem topics: lust, never, head, swift, Valentine's Day, lost, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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