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A Tortured Soul

She's bound by chains too hard for her to break
Alive and yet she tastes a living death
Morality and ethics round her neck
And so she plans to rob her soul of breath

The flames of hell are licking at her feet
In torture is her soul in need of love
A proffered gift of passion undenied
Would bring upon her wrath from God above

To convent in the hills she must escape
Confession make and plead for mercy there
Or else her heart and soul to crucify
And end the call of pleasure, beauteous fair

Betwixt morality and passion lies
The sweet seduction in a lover’s eyes

Jade Celeste
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Lamoureux Avatar
May 6, 2015 at 7:40 AM
I loved the Thornebirds Series!
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May 6, 2015 at 7:37 AM
I wonder if for those who went to convents would being away from men make the burden harder or easier??
Makama Avatar
February 16, 2015 at 12:34 PM
Block poet from commenting on your poetry I am in love with your lines... This is a great piece and I hope to spend more time on your other works. Thank you for the incredible share
Mcdaid Avatar
February 1, 2015 at 5:25 PM
truly deep excellent pen eileen a soul is always bound when tortured i can relate powerful pen dear friend
Bordner Avatar
January 30, 2015 at 3:19 AM
Morals that yoke our hearts are but nightmares in disguise...your pain of passion suppressed is a test of your lover's arms to heal a conflicted soul Eileen. Perhaps passion should be your moral for it trails love. You are too rebellious for a convent woman...it would be ablaze in short time by your brilliant independence. This is poetry of astonishing drama! J.A.B.
Manassian Avatar
January 30, 2015 at 3:25 AM
Thank you for your visit, Justin. This has been a moral dilemma for millions. Have you watched the Thorn Birds with Richard Chamberlain? A lovely story...So much could be said on this topic...It is a very relevant and pertinent one for many, I'm sure...Drama...you know is my middle name...the first...PASSION. Thank you.
Cooper Avatar
January 29, 2015 at 6:16 PM
A very sombre poem. My sense of morality and ethics are not as they were earlier in my life, yet still they weigh heavy on my soul. too much pain in this world. Love Shane xxx
Smith Avatar
January 29, 2015 at 4:29 PM
Hope you are doing well my friend..I see an emergence of Jade here...hugs Tim
Meade Avatar
January 29, 2015 at 9:31 AM
How often I have fought this battle . . . how often I have traded my soul for trinkets instead of pure love . . . your words struck home dear Little One.
Manassian Avatar
January 29, 2015 at 10:51 AM
I don't have much to say on this write, David. I'll just thank you for the visit. I hope you are well....I'm waiting for you to get back to me...In time...
Lamoureux Avatar
January 29, 2015 at 8:40 AM
This one flows deep, exceptional Eileen.
Manassian Avatar
January 29, 2015 at 10:52 AM
Deep as the sea, Richard....And high as the sky where the answer to everything lies. Thanks for the lovely visit.
Chircop Avatar
January 29, 2015 at 6:23 AM
Betwixt morality and passion how many suffer in silence,I am sure sweet lady,especially if one lives in aa place where is brainwashed about good and evil..I favour this gem Eileen..
Manassian Avatar
January 29, 2015 at 10:53 AM
Morality and passion are the battle of the mind and heart, Charmaine. It is an age old battle. Some have won...some have lost...and some are in the valley of indecision. Worldly standards have changed, but there are some unshakeable standards...which all need to keep in mind. THAT's where the struggle lies. Thank you for your love and friendship. Hugs
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