I can feel it running through my veins,
Destroying all the blooming flowers of joy growing within me.
It is even weaving a necklace of doom around my heart,
Smothering away the charms love had bestowed upon it.
I beg you to cast away this infectious disease called guilt;
All you have to do is forgive me;
I am after all, a son of Adam;
Wrought by sin and doomed to continuously lust for the forbidden fruit
Please, heed these words I say;
For they are not just being sprayed out from my throat---no,
They come from my heart.
P.S- I love you…..
"Guilt"
Posted by Nigel Maruva Chikukwa Sunday, December 14, 2008 at 6:46 PM
Labels: Poetry
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January 7, 2009 at 5:47 PM
Wow, this is really good...:)
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