Poem — Beauty and Depravity

It’s been a while since I posted any of my poetry — thought you might like to see some again.

J.P. Wilder

By JP Wilder

I hesitate at a broken path—
Thinking which way I’ll take
One way’s safe, the other’s wrath


Whispered warnings, conscience wails—
Mother’s voice and gentleman’s virtues—
Keep me clean from wicked urges
Sin, she says, lies down that trail

Two demons writhe on Rage’s trail
Evil veiled in soft girl’s flesh
Lustful spying through crescent eyes
Hungry cravings…my virtues fail

Frigid Breeze, dry leaves rustle
Nightfall sets, damnation claims me
Desperate wanting, now front and center
Gasping, fearful…Mom, forgive me


When I approach, they whisper fiercely,
Voices drip with incessant hunger
I am Eve, you call me Beauty…
I’m her lover—to you, Depravity…

Depravity’s breath, roughly scours—
A hot, dry and blistering gust
Buffets flesh and grinds the soul
Scourging restraint with untamed lust

Then Beauty’s there—temptation’s Grace
All delicate skin and silken lips
Now, softly cradled in warm embrace
Lays me down and takes my innocence

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