Sexual Psyche

The desire is fire that heats libido.
Sex denial and self control as lids
Seal to compress the contents of the
cauldron.
It explodes; the psyche breaks or ails.
06.10.2004

by Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

Comments (4)

Those paths so dear to me epitomizes romanticism at best of best.
This is my favorite poem in the world ^^. I read it everyday.
It is quite understandable that in his race to beat the moon to her cot, he thinks of life of fragile. that the one who waits may fade in sleep as truely as in morning. How concerned he must have been to write in final: something to the effect of I hope to find her alive and well. For I believe he rushes for two reasons. To be alone with her, and to know she lives still.
Wow...it reminds me of the feeling....the feeling of being in love and how much one tends to worry about the person you are in love with. i am not sure if it a happy poem, I do not get the feeling the man is happy, it's as if he is complaigning even though he looks forward to seeing Lucy....? ? Yep, the man was in love....didn't matter what he had to go through to get to his love.