Monday, February 14, 2005

Seven lovely sins

14-02-2005 A.D.

The edacious breeze neither leaves nor ceases.
Raking through your hair it's hunger it appeases.
As you walk along the lakeside, the roses envy
The garb so soigne, daubed in colors of glee.
As you elegantly sashay beneath the skies blue,
The serpentine lake finds a wrath against you.
Undefiled drops of dew wait longer to drip
To seize your fine portrait before they can slip.
The trees are greedy, when the winds blow,
They try to enclose you, the branches go low.
Then to the ground the fruits make their trips.
Trenchantly to taste and savor those lusty lips.
In raffish manners you deserve to take pride.
Hence you secure in my heart, a place wide.

Note: In order - Gluttony, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Lust, Pride, this is the best I could manage. 2 done. 12 more to go.

1 comment:

Alaknanda said...

tooo gud... :)

i still feel u shud ve given it to her...full fida ayipoyedi... ;)