I am your sin
your everlasting grin
your soul twin!
Commit me again & again
then repent the "gain"
I am your perfect immortal sin
the loud whisper echoing through your pen!
the treading flowing thoughts within
the heartbeat , the perplexing din!
the ever forbidden "gin"!
the cause behind the whirlwinds of the mind...
& the spin!
your ever darkened yin!
the battle raging
that has never really been weighed in!
I am your ingenious mesmerizing sin!
where love and delirium are akin!
You may never understand it all
but you may begin!
as each thought bring hither its twin!
I am
the hell wherein
unseen heaven could be!
You see..
at the end, your are free
to commit me
then repent
the loss of the "gain"
the win
endlessly!
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Wed: 18/1/ 2012 - 24/2/1433
2:49 pm
This is a very high rhetorical way of writing poetry where extremes are smoothly go together with no repulsion; I can't believe there is a power that can change a soil grain into gold until I read this poem
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It's in the paradox of life that beauty reveals itself, won't you think?
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