Captive Desires

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ladyheat
ladyheat
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What is this thing that growls and snarls inside?
It's irritable, it's unsettled, and it desires to be untied.
Scowling around, menacing and threatening
Wanting to be free, head and body wrestling.

The mind craves the vision, all curled up at His feet
The body yearns to be free, and to be complete,
But the mind cries and resists, frightened of hurt,
Silently the body withdraws, rapidly like an expert.

Trying in vain searching to find the right path
Meeting dissatisfaction and frustration's wrath
Patience strops and wants to be left at the door
The heart yearns for its saviour once more.

How do you quieten the pacing, prowling tiger?
Watching, waiting to face its missing owner
Then in open, futile defiance holds His stare,
Will He walk, or will He defeat the cold warfare.

Testing and probing all the possible limits.
Pushing, evaluating and assessing all His tenets
Is He genuine and real, does He mean all He Portrays?
Will He be there, good and bad for always.

Battling to dump all the past and move on
Ugly duckling transcending to a beautiful swan
Who will have the patience and ability to see
The hungry tiger is really not that mighty and gutsy.

But whilst the mind craves for that wonderful vision.
So it runs, stumbling and dodging its own mission
The body cries for all its wanton desires
And then just as fast, puts out all its own fires.

The struggle rages on and simmers like a volcano
Darkness covering the yearning with its shadow.
Does the volcano erupt and spill its fiery brimstone,
Or can He bring peace and comfort all alone?

ladyheat
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tazz317tazz317over 11 years ago
THE APPELATIONS FOR APPARITIONS

are only for the viewer, TK U MLJ LV NV

twelveoonetwelveooneabout 16 years ago
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You're leading with the worst stanza. SOme of these rhymes are quite good and it would have been better as ABAB instead of AABB, for what it's worth.

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