Treating agony and ecstasy in a manner that would have made Kipling proud
Viewing both misery and munificence as siblings of a passing cloud;
With a demeanour so incredible and an attitude indefatigable
He never viewed any situation as one that was insurmountable or insoluble
But love finally ensured that the poor man came unhinged
One who was hitherto courageous and determined sadly brooded and cringed;
The remorseless and unsparing hand of Cupid which once seemed so pure and pious
Shattered a man who once proudly deemed himself from all emotions, to be impervious
Love vile and devious
Impervious.
(Word Count: 99)
Courtesy of Sammi Cox Weekend Writing Prompt#98
3 comments
What a beautiful piece of poetry! Not at all what I was expecting when I came here.. Thank you, Venky.
Thank you so much! It is encouragement like this that keeps me going!
Oh, you’ve got some wonderfully toe-tingling words here. 🙂