Dorian Gray - A Triple Entendre
The painting showed his perfect beauty,
for that kept he'd sell his soul
and cast aside his Godly duties
to pursue his evil goals.
The devil works in tempting lies
waiting for the weak of mind
and for righteous acts denied
would further grasp one of his kind.
With every evil deed Gray stays
adorned with handsome youthful looks,
while his painting shows decay -
reveals the slash of Satin's hooks.
"Let the painting age, not me -
no sins, no doubts, and no regrets;
I'll live my life just as I please;
no conscience pleading to forget".
Yet in despair he could not bear
to see the picture of his soul,
now old and ugly, he would tear
with plunge of dagger sharp and cold.
Screams of pain shot down the lane
as Mr. Gray fell to the floor,
and the maid was thought insane
when she described just what she saw.
On the floor, a monster dead
with dagger deep within his chest,
yet there upon the wall she said,
"Pictured beauty at its best."
Inspired by The Picture of Dorian Gray
the only novel ever published by Oscar Wilde
(Also a mirror of his own conscience)
Copyright © Craig Cornish | Year Posted 2024
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