Chasing the Muse

There are many repeated elements in these (poems),simply these elements are the muse that sustains my thought. My favorite form of poetry is the epic. From this I borrowed the style that narrates a story but due to a turbulent mind and a mercurial muse, many of these (poems) lack the length that is characteristic of the epic.

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

Desire's Flame

I listen to the song of my soul,
The call that beckons my heart,
A fire that destroys the cold,
Desire blazes when we're apart.
If love is a craft,
Desire binds and ties,
I've mastered the art,
I'm drowning in your eyes.
A wicked wave forms,
Battering the soul,
The heart mourns,
Breaking love's hold.
The cruel heart plays a wicked game,
Love consumed in desire's flame.
------------Nandi
(10-20-01)
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