Nefarious Aphrodite

Ravishing pure pious

I prostrate with all four limbs

Trembling, at the Altar

Imploring the Oracle reverently

To show me hope

Losing the demeanor in me

Petulance, vexed conflagration

Profaning the fidelities

Deluge of lament

Flogging me into

A noxious insolent whore

Ruthless, is the banishment I received

What merely, can trifling impiousness be?

When compared with the cunning conspiracy

To Escapade

Intriguing the duress

To dispatch the nymph in me

Bickering continuously with Moira

Denying all Fate

Mourning…

Screaming…

I see myself

I am now Medusa

Suspicion nibbles on those nerves

Reality lives in deviance

Moral fibres forced to bend curves

Yet awaiting deliverance

As rationality retires in presence of passion

Candy-coated treacheries;

Love perceived, in absence of caution

Short-lived content, prolonged miseries

When Truth reveals its hideous face

And Reality loses Grace

When Cruelty carves on edges of heartache

And tears trickles past regretted dates

When Pretence masks on Face

And Love condescends Grace

When poignant eyes sees through heartache

And memories linger on confined dates

When souls reach out longing for mate

And Moirae smirks at unfortunate fate

When Prodigy encounters too late

And Nepotism clichés as Torture’s baits

When Suspicion breeds between close mates

And crossroads bestows upon divided fates

When enlightening of Psyche emerges too late

And Solitude consigns Passion as its bait

I find myself in a horrendous state –

Bathed in HATE!