It blurs edges and swallows the
day, climbing inside the pores of
skin. It begins with an image as
sweet as sugar and erotic as grapes,
lending darker thoughts in the
hours of ache.Lust is salty air and wide ocean
which leaves one longing for the
quietest moments, as chastity
long-preserved crumbles to dust.
It’s a thing of blood and heeds not
to the affections of heart.It’s rough religion strips one of ease,
as night commences with cicadas
singing in the trees. Lust is a fruit
that lures and debauches the body
and mind.
Photo credits : Loui Jover, “Cocktail Drawing,” Pinterest
Posted for ‘Poems in April’ @ Real Toads
Posted on Poetry Pantry @ Poets United
I like how you took the time to separate lust from love so that there is no question of what is going on here. The line break on the first was particularly nicely done.
Thank you so much, Rommy 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
“Lust is salty air and wide ocean
which leaves one longing for the
quietest moments, as chastity”
luv the distance you have shown between Lust and Chastity
much love…
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you ❤️
What a wonderful title! And the poem continues with the luscious words and sensual images … until suddenly we are brought up short, confronting the nasty reality. Masterly!
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
I love that it begins with cicadas. Longing is interesting to contemplate.
Thank you so much, Annell 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
Very nicely done, Sanaa, and I just knew that you could write a great poem about lust. This is gorgeous and lush in its imagery.
Thank you so much, Marilyn 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
A lush and sensuous poem Sanaa. The distance between lust and chastity is clearly drawn. The last stanza is beautiful.
Thank you so much, Toni 😀 so good to see you ❤️
An evocative write! Love this: “..It’s rough religion strips one of ease,…” 💙
Thank you so much, Vivian 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
I love your, lesson of lust 🙂 You set such a beautiful scene where lust would be difficult to resist.
Thank you so much, Ellecee 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Oh wow this is good. Leans way over the precipice, then yanks back at the last moment…
*whew*
Thank you so much, Eric 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
What a powerful personification of lust, Sanaa:
‘It blurs edges and swallows the
day, climbing inside the pores of
skin…’
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
You are great at writing about lust… I just knew you would chose that vice… and a vice I think we should accept and embrace.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
The last stanza says it all…..
🙂
Sadly lust is only a suggestive and sinful word when it come to sex. We can have a lust for life and other things which is creditable but when there is a suggestion of guilt we all shake our heads.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Robin ❤️
Wonderful imagery. I like the idea of lust being a fruit that lures body and mind!
Thank you so much, Mary 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
it is rough religion… oh l like that…
Thank you so much, Rajani 😀 so good to see you ❤️
I’m glad that you think grapes are erotic. I do too! 😉
Thank you so much, MMT 😉 so glad you liked it ❤️
I like the tone of the piece, how the speaker sounds a bit frantic, as if Lust is right on her heels… making her feel all those things she both fears and seems to delight in.
Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love “lust is salty air and wide ocean”. Wonderful!
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so good to see you ❤️
A great image of something that beckons & then exhausts. I like the way you make the ocean an overwhelming image.
Thank you so much, Chrissa 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Nice summary ending. It really is all that Sanaa
much love…
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you ❤️
oh my! reminds me of Jim Morrisson !
Thank you so much, Suyash 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Like the way you have dived into this issue so wholeheartedly. Echoing the previous commenter who mentions Jim Morrison, I think there can also be a rich glamour to lust, which only enhances it’s seductive power and souls that are gloriously open can often be so vulnerable and fall foul to the lusts of others…
Thank you so much, Scott 😀 so good to see you ❤️
My goodness I could feel the deep ache and longing that lust can bring through your poem…
Thank you so much, Donna 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Back for a second read and enjoying myself.
Thank you so much, Rommy 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Ah lust…sigh…love the imagery in this poem.
Thank you so much, Ayala 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️