Lost and blinded, he stumbles at the wall;
A wall of greedy mist
Enveloping the dark, enticing
Carnival of Lust.
Tied and drugged
Directed by hunger and aphrodisia,
He enters the exit less maze
Thickened with fragrant haze.
Looted he roams,
Like a worthless gnome.
Craving return; but
Captivated and reigned
By gluttony, in vain-
He losses himself
Again and again.
Dejected by life,
Chided by fate,
He surrenders his will
In lust's court of desire-
To burn in mean fire.
-VAISAKHI MISHRA
P.S- carnival of lust was the theme of the winnin team of fashion show in ma coll recently...so thought of writin a poem on this theme....n i tired not to include a single adult word....hope u guys like it...:)
