METANOIA

I sipped the nectar of the fountain of youth
The bounty ocean of teases
The mud of sins I float
Glittering lights of evil’s nook

As I walked,
the Venus of my eyes seducing look
poked touch to my innocence
a virgin’s ghost

Now I lay in a coffin of my past
A vengeance of blissfulness
A wrath of hope and promises
A clash of illusion and trust

As I walk by to my heart’s funeral
I pass through the garden of life
Where flowers bloom
Young in dew, a basal

I just smile with a sigh
A parting look down the line
Where each leaf falls from vine
A metaphor of my life dies

Now that I am locked in chain
In the tomb of my emotions and pain
How can I join you in your dreams?
A secret to reveal, fantasies to tell

A blur horizon of hope
To sip again the nectar of youth
A lover’s delight
Our love affair’s plight