The Sin of Delight

the fear of the wild drunken carousal

Courtesans, reveling in me
rejuvenating me
With cold hands
Twisting my soul
And tearing my morality.
Hiding underneath
their Bauta masks
ravishing carousal
so merry in time

Author's Note

so, kind of a non-haiku adaptation of my carnival poem, this one addresses the same theme. Thanks for reading :)

Reviews

[Sam]

your details make a flow in your piece of writing!

[Junior Estrada]

The dark feel is there, which I think is what you were going for. Very cryptic, and I love cryptic stuff. I like the extended metaphor of carnivals and the realm of sin. Kudos, brother.
JE

[Jupiter]

Very lovely, deep, metaphorical piece. I reread it 3 or 4 times to try to grasp the concept but it can be taken in many ways and I like that about it. Good job.

Jupiter