Inside Host

Lust first what next?

Love, just hold me with its

firm fist and said.......

No, rest till you get the best

Why do we? why do we always?

allow this host inside ours to speak for us? ?

by Akhil Zoomin

Comments (2)

Lust is nothing but an overwhelming vain glorification of beauty. Love on the other hand comes with, understanding, discipline, fare play, companionship, unselfishness, enduring bliss, ... All capable of propelling one to greater height of achievement. A lovely poem written with insight to capture the conviction of the poet. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
The host inside the love is lust..body needs lust and soul - love