As fishes wriggling

The entirety of their slippery bodies

In vast oceans, lost in the glory of waters


Instincts meander

Their way through to the mind

In a pool of imagined

Sensuality with wanton desires


A longing for the temporal

Poignantly stands *****

In the throne-room of man's emotions

Motioning with a seemingly motionless demeanor


Unfulfilled cravings

Cradles persistence

In his goal oriented pursuits


Thoughts are repressed

Mental imageries suppressed

To pave way for *******

Of pleasantly positive feelings


Yet the uncouth lingers

Occasionally engages the enthroned

In scrimmages in their bid to dethrone them

Man holds the prerogative

To serve either of them willingly


Equally, man possess all it takes to be

Heinously hedonistic

And heartily attractive in personality

To please society  

None can reach complete perfection

At both extremities



© Seth Boss Kay @ 19/10/2013