They Told Me
They told me to never look to the sun.
I tried but from temptation, I couldn't run.
I looked and its heat was binding me.
I looked and its light was blinding me.
They told me to never climb up the oak.
But deep within me, curiosity awoke.
I climbed and its leaves were touching me.
I climbed and its limbs were clutching me.
They tell me to never love the devil.
Yet he draws out my soul at an unspoken level.
I love and his voice is teasing me.
I love and his eyes are freezing me.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
