Blissful Sin

Am in for a heartbreak
Caught in a haze
Brought by my own game

Overwhelming is the truth
Now that I have to face it
Unbearable, the feeling of defeat
Of succumbing to your charms

Ephemeral the victory was
Vulnerable the master is
Short-lived the reign was
Disarmed, a slave
Is all that remains

Tantrum of my heart
Appeased at your sight
Selfish is my need
For you to be mine

Restless is this soul
For an answer to the why
Uncertain is the future
But undisputed is my plight.



© Yénusha



Poetry by -YeNuShA-
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Written on 2010-03-04 at 17:52

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