Sin Poems
Describe each of the seven deadly sins without naming them.
-Lust-
She is carnal desire.
Red silk sheets
Decadent melting candies
Her bed is never empty.
When she speaks
You drop.
On your knees
You’re begging.
One touch
Just a taste
Please
She moves like water.
Sensually flowing
Soft skin
The feeling overwhelming
Just give in
Surrender to her
-Gluttony-
There is a void.
Hunger never ending.
No man
No beast
Never satisfied.
It begins small.
One snack
Two meals
There’s no more.
Never enough
Empty
Hollow
I need more.
Meat; fruit; drink
I am a shell.
There is nothing inside
I must be filled
-Pride-
How is it a sin?
I am beautiful.
I am powerful.
They bow to me.
They worship me.
I cannot be compared.
I am unmatched.
A ruler cannot fall.
Not one such as I
Do not speak against me.
You will be shown.
I am absolute.
A treasure
A bounty of no claim
There is none to stand against me.
You’ll find I am the best
-Wrath-
Red hot
Vengeance
I will inflict pain.
I will taste your fear.
There is no greater weapon than I
My might unmatched
The haze takes over my vision.
You cannot escape.
No discrimination
Fury
Bathing in blood
I will never calm.
You call on me.
When emotion isn’t enough
When pain is to be given
There is no greater power.
The feel of scorn
-Sloth-
She is soft.
Seen in dreams.
Never waking
Wading through watercolor
Fragments
Whisps of thought
Nothing catches.
Nothing stays.
She is drowsy.
Drifting idly
Borne on clouds.
No pain, desire, blood, or love
Sweet silence
Relief of burden
The world at peace
So long
As you stay asleep
-Envy-
Why do they get it?
All I want.
No kindness toward me
Scraps
As if I am a dog.
But I need.
I need him.
I need that home.
I am owed what I desire.
The world
They keep me down.
But they will give me.
That I wish for
I will take.
But I will want more.
Will I ever begin to covet less?
No
Give me your life.
So, I can deign to look at another
-Greed-
Gold
Cash
Cha-Ching
Line my pockets
Nothing matters
But Wealth
A Diamond
Or a life
I will take money
Bury me in riches
I’ll take to my grave
There is nothing more important
Call me a miser
Give me a Midas touch
I will be surrounded
Jewels and all that glitters
I will possess all that is material
About the Creator
Morgan Starkey
I am a 28 year old, female. I am part of and an avid supporter of the LGBT community. I have been writing since I was in high school and once dreamed of being a writer, now my dream is to be an English teacher, but I still want to write
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