7 Deadly Sins

                             Poem one

                                 Envy

Oh, thou art a lonely creature

Hazel colored eyes of despair

Hiding and awaiting to be preyed.

How unfortunate art thou?

To be left out from the mundane.

How do thy speak?

Infront of the grand chasm of reality?

Envious of the choices

Fretting over the dilemma of a relative,

Confounded in the presence of the divine

Finally, to draw the line between

Sanity and madness.

Oh, thou art sinned!

The deadly sin of existence!

While thou are envious of the fortune

Death will crumble thy reality. 

                             Poem Two

                                 Pride

 

The prowess of the persona

Intuitively choosing the power

The will of a man is unbreakable. 

A true source of pride for humanity. 

When cold slumber sleeps

Sweet dream of the paradise

Calling out the innate beast

Good or Evil; is beyond the realm.

An unbreakable will for survival

Stronger than obsidian,

and darker than onyx.

guiding me into the heavens!

 

"With a lot of pride on my shoulder

Just to ask, "Who am I when I'm not looking?"

 

                            Poem Three

                                 Wrath

How I rage and rage and rage!

Ah, how can I fight the randomness?

When the bars of fortune are running low?

 

I despise choices!

Why should pleasure always come with a price?

And when I find hope,

Despair digs its claws deeper.

Oh, how I rage and rage and rage!

I will not stop looking for myself.

Each step I take will refine

So to show the shadows

The wrath of my existence!

 

"Never stop looking.

If you do, I will drown you in the depths

Of crimson purgatory "

               

                           Poem Four

                               Sloth

While thou sleep, the world moves.

moves through the never-ending cycle

of birth and death.

Every attributes for thy cravings,

An eternal struggle for pleasure.

Or is it solace?

The drowning euphoria of existence.

But I dream,

Dream of a land,

Filled with magical potions.

Where thy existence calls out the magical beast

Of truth!

But it's only a dream!

Is it ecstasy?

Addicting pleasure of cynical pain!

Let the dreams be a reality?

I plead!

                           Poem Five

                              Greed 

Red and black eyes of greed

Penetrating into thy soul with their glare.

What do they want?

A faceless pleasure for a priceless struggle!

What will thou do with the fortune? 

When all the hope of absolute

Are lost to the face of relative?

Still the serpent strikes,

knowingly walking into the demon's lair

It's a curse! 

Greed is a curse?

Greed is a curse!

The Curse of Contradiction!

While you search for the treasure,

You will perish in the lair of misfortune.

Remember, greed is a curse!

 

 

                             Poem Six

                                 Lust

I ask for beauty and innocence in choas.

How can chaos yield beauty?

While beauty itself is in order?

Animalistic instincts will drive you

Further away from the realm of god.

Is faceless pleasure what I crave?

just to be accompanied by worthless pain!

Oh, How I wished to be longed for,

For lust will only give you frenzy!

Pathetic existence of an animal.

Remember, even a man 

is only an animal to begin with.

                           Poem Seven

                               Gluttony

I asked to feast.

Upon the rotting flesh of desire.

Lust drove me to madness.

As I fall ill with sloth!

Can I fanthom the divinity of fate?

When they sing the praise of taste?

Craving drove me to sanity.

As I fall ill with pride!

Forevermore hungry.

Hunger drove me to enlightenment!

But still,

How can I be sane 

When I yearn for greatness?

Fin.